Evan Volk - Never Finding Love Here Lyrics

Sunny days, watch the waves come by,
Light blue, bright hue, not a thing in the sky,
This not for the hate, we all came just to vibe,
Top sound, top down, & the bass hitting right,

Yeah
Let 'em hate from the side,
You my bae for the night? Then you safe for the night,
Outta town, said she lived a different state all her life,
Welcome to SD, where it's way overpriced,

I'm just being honest bae, what else do I gotta say?
Anyway, why you come from outta state?
Oh I gotcha, you over here for college things,
Do I surf? Yes I do, let's go out one day

"Sounds good, by the way, I forgot your name?"
Pull out her phone-all a sudden, it starts to ring,
She answers it, accidentally on speaker, and I recognize the voice, ahh...
It's the homie Trey,

I ain't ever finding love in this city
I ain't ever finding love in this city,
I ain't ever finding...

I ain't ever finding love in this city that's real,
So I get in my bag, I'on get in my feels,
Know that sounds cliche, but I'm living it 'till,
The, day I find love, & I'm wishing I will,

But can't help, wonder if it's myself,
Sum I'm doing wrong-struggle with the signs, well,
How she in med school...f*cking up my heath?
Beautiful smile, but I ain't trusting what the eyes tell,

I ain't trusting no...one first few months,
'till the free trial over, we just "flirt a bunch,"
Heart fragile, from the past, yeah it hurt to touch,
So, gotta hold it in, 'till we for sure in love,

Yeah, and to ladies, who listening,
Your perspective, prolly change just a little bit,
But overall, it's the same days we living in,
Dudes texting way too late, acting ignorant,

Yeah, I'm not tryna claim that I'm gifted with,
The way I understand things from a different sense,
Honestly, I'd just hate to be a hypocrite,
Hard to find love in any way for people living this,

(sing it)
We ain't ever finding love in this city
We ain't ever finding love in this city,
We ain't ever finding...

Yeah yeah

Yeah, we ain't ever finding love in this city that's real,
So let's get in our bag, never get in our feels,
Know that sounds cliche, but we living it 'till,
The, day we find love, & I'm wishing we will-yeah,

But can't help, wonder if it's myself,
Sum I'm doing wrong-struggle with the signs, well,
How she in med school...f*cking up my heath?
Beautiful smile, but I ain't trusting what the eyes tell.