You’re not even that pretty honestly Just a basic look nothing new to me But my eyes keep drifting to your feed Like a bad habit a drug I dont need
Yeah your taste in music is kind of trash Talking bout vibes while you’re chasing cash I should block you yeah that is the plan But I’m scrolling down again like a fan
I hate that I don’t hate you yet It’s a losing game a stupid bet No reverb on my voice just dry and cold Telling you the truth getting kind of bold
You’re so bad for my mental health But I keep checking in losing myself Minimal beat but my heart is loud Looking for your face in every crowd
Dont act like you’re special you are not Just one of those kids in a parking lot Smoke in the air pretending you’re deep While I’m losing hours of my precious sleep
Did you see this no I didnt care But I know exactly what you wear It’s pathetic yeah I will give you that Chasing a ghost in a chat that stayed flat
I hate that I don’t hate you yet It’s a losing game a stupid bet No reverb on my voice just dry and cold Telling you the truth getting kind of bold
You’re so bad for my mental health But I keep checking in losing myself Minimal beat but my heart is loud Looking for your face in every crowd
Actually you are kind of mid Yeah total mid But I am still here
