I don't know about you
But I'm feeling 22
These beautiful things that I got
Pleaseeee stayyyyyy I want you I need you oh god
Running through the parking lot
He chased me and he wouldn't stop
Touch, touch, touch, touch thought about
You way too much
I'm the bad guyyyy
Duhh
Cause baby now we got bad blood
You know it used to be mad love
Cause it feels so
Mystical magical
If I'm just a piece cake I'm just a piece of cake
Then your just a piece of meat your just a piece of meat to meeeeeeeeee
Tesla, gnarly fried chicken, gnarly
Party in the Hollywood hills uh huh
What if it happened to you
On a different day
It's actually romantic
I really got to hand it to you
I don't need no cookie cutter
Perfect ordinary
I stare directly at the sun
But never in the mirror