(Perfect from being imperfect)

(Hello, John)

(Dreams of Fanta soda...)

My bed give me safety and comfort

In the arms of my mother, I'm a baby again

My home, give me temporary peace

'Cause I don't think I can outrun this feeling forever

Me

I'm doin' what's best for me

Apparently, I'm a mess

This house isn't home to me

So I might pretend I'm home

Too many cars crashed on the road

"Life changes," I'm told

Too many cars crashed on the road last night

Yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah

Car crash on memory lane

Car crash on memory lane

Car crash on memory lane

Car crash on memory lane

Car crash on memory lane

Me

I'm doin' what's best for me

Apparently, I'm a mess

This house isn't home to me

So I might pretend

Doo-doo-doo doo

Doo-doo-doo doo

Doo-doo-doo doo

Doo-doo-doo doo

Doo-doo-doo doo

Doo-doo-doo doo

Doo-doo-doo doo-doo-doo

Doo-doo doo-doo, ah

Car crash, car crash like memory

In the school assembly I'm lookin' at you next to me

You're so pretty - I be so dumb

I hate that dentist, he makes me numb

Like, do you want to go Urban Outfitters and look at all the lava lamps?

Me neither (what)

The suburb I'm lurkin', you can look it up, Park Ridge

Picket fence - Friday night lights make dark kids

I wrote this song on my birthday

Track team tournament, I never got first place

Four funerals in a year, I know they're watching' out

Silence in the car with the family - nothing' to talk about

Smartphone held in my hand, I'm a dumb guy

Ozone hole, make the earth go, "Bye-bye"

Relatability and wit, I give it through a hearse

'Cause we all a victim of a parasitic universe

Alright, yo, It's Ben Elder

Justed wanted to say

Be who you want to be for you

Follow your heart, and don't look back

(That's right)