Bae i love your stans and you're loving the breeze

I don't understand why you're talking to me

And she wanna dance, and she's down to be

And I don't undertstand it's the love in her dreams

Bae i love your stans and you're loving the breeze

I don't understand why you're talking to me

And she wanna dance, and she's down to be

And I don't undertstand it's the love in her dreams

I was on the phone, home last night

Two bad bitches and they all my type

I'm not f*****g with your friend

You don't understand

(Like you don't understand ugh)

Notebooks, two bands and your louder than me

I don't understand why you're talking to me

Notebooks, two bands and your louder than me

I don't understand why you're talking to me

Why you talking to me, why you talking to me?

I see it in your eyes, oh what you need?

I don't want to play no games

I dont even wanna meet your friends

Met a shawty she bad, she like punk rock

She ask me out on the 14th and what not

Two young hopeless romantics

Did it once, did it twice, I should stop it

Girl say what you want right now

Imma get what you want somehow

Are you cold?

I'd give you my favourite hoodie

You know I'm sold

Bae i love your stans and you're loving the breeze

I don't understand why you're talking to me

And she wanna dance, and she's down to be

And I don't undertstand it's the love in her dreams

Bae i love your stans and you're loving the breeze

I don't understand why you're talking to me

And she wanna dance, and she's down to be

And I don't undertstand it's the love in her dreams