Augusta Gracie Abrams

[Verse 1]
Feel like maybe I might go to Boston
Cut my hair in the way that I've wanted
Change my number and bury my wallet
California makes me exhausted

[Chorus]
I'm lost
I'm lost

[Verse 2]
Heard a poem about mid-October
How the leaves in the fall feel like closure
About a girl that the guy wasn't over
Think that I might relate when I'm older

[Chorus]
I'm lost
I'm lost
I'm lost
I'm lost

[Verse 3]
Tough, I don't know a lot that could hurt me
Learned the hard way to forget my body
'Til you're walking around like a zombie
Still don't know how to talk through that story