I'm drunk in the back of the car And I cried like a baby coming home from the bar Said, "I'm fine, " but it wasn't true I don't wanna keep secrets just to keep you

You try to ignore your mom’s and Susannah’s pleas to tell them what’s wrong. You don’t want to. “I said I’m fine.” You groan, burying your face in your pillow. You are not fine. You haven’t been since this whole thing with Conrad started, but you can’t tell that to Susannah of all people. You never should’ve messed up your friendship, you shouldn’t have kissed him and you shouldn’t have said yes when he proposed a no strings attached arrangement. But you did.

So now you’re a mess, with a boy you’ve loved your whole life with no idea if the feeling is mutual, crying because of his hot and cold behaviour.

Hang your head low In the glow of the vending machine I'm not dying You say that we'll just screw it up in these trying times We're not trying.

You tap your foot nervously as you wait for him to get his drink. It’s the middle of the night and you both decided to sneak out for something that feels like a date but hasn’t been called that.

You’ve both been grounded, you can only hope no one notices you’re gone.

You knew this summer at the beach house would be different but you didn’t expect your whole world to turn upside down in the span of mere weeks. Conrad’s been your friend since you were babies, and now…a loud scoff brings you back to reality.

So cut the headlights, summer's a knife I'm always waiting for you just to cut to the bone Devils roll the dice, angels roll their eyes And if I bleed, you'll be the last to know.

You’ve been more romantic places than back alleys, but it’s okay if it’s with him. “This stupid machine.” He groans, giving it a loud hit when it doesn’t work.