
Idiousss (Socials Mix) Lyrics
- Genre:Alternative
- Year of Release:2024
Lyrics
I used to think you were the moon and the stars
Turns out, you're just another guy with a decent guitar
I wrote your name in my coffee foam
Then laughed when it sank—what a fitting poem
Yeah, I tossed our pictures, changed my hair
Tried to care less, but you're still there
I thought you were my great escape
Now I'm rolling my eyes, for heavens sake
You said I'd be lost—how cute is that
But honey, I'm not looking back
So go ahead, be mysterious
I'll be here, drinking wine, delirious
You're not that deep, not even close
I'm over the "what ifs" and the terrible prose
You were my plot twist, but not the end
Now I'm the story and you're just pretend
So go ahead, be mysterious
But you're not that deep—not that serious
I may be tipsy, but you're still an idious
I skipped our old café, went somewhere new
Ordered my latte and forgot about you
Tried smiling at strangers, it felt kinda strange
Turns out, healing's not a rapid exchange
Told myself, It's not that deep, don't sink
Then got distracted by another drink
I thought you were my greatest muse
Turns out, you're just bad news
You said I'd be lost—how wrong is that
Now I'm dancing in your shadow's aftermath
So go ahead, be mysterious
I'll be here, drinking wine, delirious
You're not that deep, not even close
I'm over the "what ifs" and the terrible prose
You were my plot twist, but not the end
Now I'm the story and you're just pretend
So go ahead, be mysterious
But you're not that deep—not that serious
I may be tipsy, but you're still an idious
Pat said love's a battlefield—it's a joke
We were cannon fodder—now it's just wine and a toke
I'll toast to you with my boxed champagne
Raise my glass and laugh through the pain
So go ahead, be mysterious
I'll be here, drinking wine, delirious
You're not that deep, not even close
I'm over the "what ifs" and the terrible prose
You were my plot twist, but not the end
Now I'm the story and you're just pretend
So go ahead, be mysterious
But you're not that deep—not that serious
I may be tipsy, but you're still an idious
So thanks for the heartbreak, the drama, the tears
You gave me these drunkin lyrics—so cheers
you idious