Realistic

[Ouse:]
Nowhere I've been gone
Tryna find that home that
That the people keep on talkin 'bout and
So I venture out and
Try to scout for
Places I can stay forever in
I know that it's not realistic (yeah, yeah)
But I don't really care about the things
That seem to sting right in my feelings
This is not the same as last time

[Elijah:]
I hate to think that you're the one
'Cause honestly I'm so fucking done
I thought that she would care about me
I guess that I was wrong from the start

[Ouse:]
Try to figure it out
What I'm missing now
Was it slipping through my fingers again?
Was it all in my head?
Were the feelings I felt just fake?
'Cause I can't really tell anymore

Nowhere I've been gone
Tryna find that home that
That the people keep on talkin 'bout and
So I venture out and
Try to scout for
Places I can stay forever in
I know that it's not realistic (yeah, yeah)
But I don't really care about the things
That seem to sting right in my feelings
This is not the same as last time