I wanna move like the tides under the moon
Back and forth
Better smell the perfume
When I'm walking down on the street in a hurry
When I'm trying hard to read your phone
And I worry
Like the ties under the moon
Back and forth
Like the smell of perfume
When I'm walking down the street in a hurry
When I'm trying hard to read your phone
And I worry
Worry you won't back up cause of the time difference
Tired of living
Woke up hating myself
I'm right in it right in it
Endless traffic but I still ride in it
Days flow into each other
Like two lovers on a park bench
Dark lens can't see the future cause my caps are long
Can't live on like this
Wish I'd be anonymous to get
Tomorrow of this story as I can
The smell of perfume reminds me of our days at the mall
We told ourselves we'd get a bottle when everything
Falls back in place
When we figure out how to be stars
But she told me that she scared of it all
I wanna move like a thousand to the moon
Back and forth better smell the perfume
When I'm walking down the street in a hurry
When I'm trying hard to reach your phone
And I worry I move light the tides out of the moon
Back and forth light the smell of perfume
When I'm walking down the street in a hurry
When I'm trying hard to reach your phone in a hurry
No no no no no no
No no no no no no
Yeah yeah yeah uh
Spinning under shades of blue
Call it unavailable
Time is less space is new
Promises paint the view
Love so with fate included
We love stories hate the truth
Go to sleep wake to prove
Young hearts wish they knew
Some scar it ain't loop
Tryna figure out what to do
Legs hanging off the roof
Inhaling karma coffin truth
Wiping tears with profit
Thinking the hottest shit is possible
If I'm not your only option
Really it's gonna be a lot to lose
Really you just want something else tell you the truth
I'm unprepared to keep it real
I understand been there before conscious talks
Endless war problems
Pain and obstacles
Am I wrong can't say for sure
Can't play with her can't wait too long
All I know is my heart is pure
All you know is you want what's yours
And I can't hold you feeling like I lost my homie
My house quiet my bed lonely
My phone dryer than a bone
Different zone friendly phases ten miss cars
Ten new songs fifty pages about how we both found
Love in the basement
And how I'm still shameless tryna save it
Talking smoke in the car yeah we call that maintenance
I love who you are
Yeah we call that safe sex
Words in the stars
Telling me to say less said I'm on call
Still standing on this weightless
For these romantic unsolved cold cases
