1: found cigarettes in your Fendi coatEven though you

Lennon heart for takeaway, yeah, yeah, yeah-yeahYour heart for

Street, yeah, we met over sakeMight have started off

don't really say this that oftenBut there's somethin' that

I'm not gonna tell you that I'm over it'Cause I

1: Andrew I was doing just fine before I

to my last match fireI'll touch just to feelWhy's

1: got something to sayA confession of meI've been

Emily that I’d be better off if I were

hit the club, throw it, throw it, throw it

Ty Dolla $ign, bülow & Andrew you mean, do

down the lights, turn down the bedTurn down these voices

go back to the startWe get in the car

Andrew will you go when it's over?Who will you

I was in Ohio before I met youI rizzed too

Ho-ho-ho-ohHo-ho-ohHo-ho-ho-ohHouse on fire, leave it all behind youHo-ho-ho-ohHo-ho-ohHo-ho-ho-ohDark as night, let

get it?Alright, alright, alrightLet's do itOh, oh-oh, oh, waveOh, oh-oh,

tired of making friends, they're everywhere we beenNo one

1: been tryin' to tell yaI've been dyin' to

cold out, but you’re all dressed upAnd you're holding to