Take a break, rollin' through outer space
Where everyone that knows you wants to take you on a date
Not 'cause you're lookin' good, or actin' like a fake
Because you got it all figured out in the end
I think I'm batshit crazy, or maybe you're just stupid
I took my shit out on you, don't get arrested
Or roll up that domestic, it would be catastrophic
And we've all had enough of it
I'm goin' through six months of it
Not exactly enough in love with it (Ooh, hey)
Take a break, rollin' through outer space
Where everyone that knows you wants to take you on a date
Not 'cause you're lookin' good, or actin' like a fake
'Cause you got it all figured out in the end
Don't complain 'bout anything
You know how fortunate you are
And I hope you don't hesitate
Tell me your feelings (How fortunate you are)
Take a break, rollin' through outer space
Where everyone that knows you wants to take you on a date
Not 'cause you're lookin' good, or actin' like a fake
Because you got it all figured out in the end
I think I'm batshit craz-
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