Hit it like, get it hotMake a bitch, it's a femHit

stretched myself across four statesNew lands, west coast, where

blood on the side of the mountainThere's writing all

friends call me a loser 'cause I'm still hanging

know, you know how dark I amWhen you take

Chappell Roan & Charli Get it hot (Bumpin' that)Make

Alexander two, threeWait, is this the song with the

It's fine, it's coolYou can say that we are nothing, but

fine, it's coolYou can say that we are nothing,

it on the internetWheels turning in my headThink back

sixFive, six, seven, could be the one, or

we go again, everything is fineI guess we could

The snow glows white on the mountain tonightNot a footprint to

love you because you have those Polaroids of me

know you wanted me to stayBut I can't ignore

boy with your kiddy smile and your eyes so

was a playboy, Brigitte BardotShe showed me things I

Lyrics from snippetBloodshot, heavy eyesYou just got a pocket knifeCarving initials,

this wrong or is it wrong?Spare me those sorrow

da-da-da I told you how much I think