| I'll call you when the lake is thugging | |
| Cause we're not swimming clogging at the clouds | |
| And if we're talking then let's use our mouths, our mouths, our mouths | |
| Speak using patterns amplified by sound | |
| It's too late | |
| No ammunition but I love you better | |
| At the lake | |
| Now we're both alone | |
| It's too late | |
| No ammunition but I love you better | |
| It's too late | |
| Oh-woah | |
| You seem to stand out when it's crowded | |
| But quiet pain is when the hearts our loud | |
| And if we're walking then let's please go now, go now, go now | |
| Step using patterns with me on the ground | |
| It's too late | |
| No ammunition but I love you better | |
| At the lake | |
| Now we're both alone | |
| It's too late | |
| No ammunition but I love you better | |
| It's too late | |
| Oh-woah | |
| Oh god, bring back the boy I love | |
| Oh god, just stop | |
| Oh god, bring back the girl I love | |
| Oh god, just stop | |
| It's too late | |
| No ammunition but I love you better | |
| At the lake | |
| Now we're both alone | |
| It's too late | |
| No ammunition but I love you better | |
| It's too late | |
| Oh-woah | |
| It's too late | |
| No ammunition but I love you better | |
| At the lake | |
| Now we're both alone | |
| It's too late | |
| No ammunition but I love you better | |
| It's too late | |
| Oh-woah |