No, I think I'll stay in tonight
Skip the conversations and the: Oh, I'm fines
No, I'm no stranger to surprise
This paper town has let me down too many times
Why do I even try, give me a reason why
I thought that I could trust you, never mind
Why all the switching sides
Where do I draw the line
I guess I'm too naive to read the signs
I'm just lookin' for some real friends (real friends)
All they ever do is let me down
Every time I let somebody in
Then I find out what they're all about
I'm just lookin' for some real friends (real friends)
Wonder where they're all hidin' out (hidin' out)
I'm just lookin' for some real friends (real friends)
Gotta get up out of this town
Trust slow for a reason (reason)
See through the fake pretty easy (yeah)
Stayin' down till the world ends
Guilt trips on the weekend (hey)
I pack more than suits in my suitcases
All this cash, that's friendly faces
Been movin' fast, I'm racin' (wait)
Get up, you're going places (c'mon)
Every day, tryna maintain
Same old me, ain't a damn thing change
Real friends screaming: Gang, gang, gang
I'm just lookin' for some real friends (real friends)
All they ever do is let me down
Every time I let somebody in (woah)
Then I find out what they're all about (all about)
I'm just lookin' for some real friends (real friends)
Wonder where they're all hidin' out (hidin' out)
I'm just lookin' for some real friends (real friends)
Gotta get up out of this town
(Real friends)
(Lookin' for some real friends)
(Yeah)
I just wanna talk about nothin'
With somebody that means something (conversation)
Spell the names of all our dreams and demons
For the times that I don't understand
Tell me what's the point of a Moon like this
When I'm alone again (yeah yeah yeah)
Can I run away to somewhere beautiful
Where nobody knows my name
I'm just lookin' for some real friends
All they ever do is let me down
And I let somebody in
But I find out what they're all about
I'm just lookin' for some real friends (real friends)
All they ever do is let me down
I'm just lookin' for some real friends (real friends)
Gotta get up out of this town, yeah
Spend a fortune with my real friends
Good guess, what we breathe in
Pop corns with some real friends
Killin' the scene, yeah
Hangin' withwith my real friends
That I surround myself with
You have to have my back
Lookin' like my real friends
