Oh My God

Oh my god oh my god

You're finally calling me yours

Take it off take it off

And crawl back in bed where it's warm

I coped confusing religion with hope (hope)

I choked excuse me I clearly misspoke (oke)

Keep me pressed against your lips just like a glass pipe

She said "I prefer a headache to an off night"

Baby I haven't been a human in a long time

She said "Calm down, and just be an improvement from my last guy"

Oh my god oh my god

My faith in love is restored

Two astronauts finally setting a course

For home

Our ghosts should really hang out when we croak

Our ghosts should really hang out when we croak

I was conceived in New York

Two strangers planted a seed

And that was four years before the divorce

I think it had an effect on me

She said "Baby maybe it's millennial to say this,

But fuck the bitter dying world we've been gifted

And I know I could relieve the tension with 'I'm kidding'

But why should we conform? Our comfort's been pissed inOh my god oh my god

You're finally calling me yours

Oh my god oh my god

You're finally calling me yours

Oh my god oh my god

You're finally calling me yours