can't write one song that's not about youCan't sleep

can't write one song that's not about youCan't drink without

1: Elvis must be lights burning brighter somewhereGot to

saw you on a Sunday in a caféAnd all

been roaming around, always looking down at all I

ya, do you think about me?And do ya, do

pick you up at the same timeAt the same

got a bad reputationShe takes the long way homeAll

I don't need a watch to tell the timeThink

thought that I'd been hurt beforeBut no one's ever

a fairytale I can't explainFull of words I don't

wanna go backwardsDon’t wanna go met a girl

I've heard there was a secret chordThat David played, and it

can't write one song that's not about youCan't drink without

meIt's like the walls are caving inSometimes I feel like

Mikey: "Hello? Mommy?""You're gonna come visit me? YEY!""Okay, I'm going to

love it when you call me señoritaI wish I could

Coco love it when you call me señoritaI wish

Camila up, boys?Hey, JarenOh, is that some new merch

White lips, pale faceBreathing in snowflakesBurnt lungs, sour tasteLight's gone, day's