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I think it’s time to leave the party,

Charge my Juul, finish off the Bailey’s,

Faux pas at my friend’s apartment,

Wake up, exit through the garden.

I’ll change my mind about you,

I’ll change my mind,

I’ll change my mind about you,

I’ll change my mind.

I believe that you’re an artist,

Pregnant with a shelf of hardbacks.

You’re awake, why are you still dreaming?

And getting anxious in the supermarket?

But Joscelin, it’s too late.

There’s blossom on your running shoes, it’s too late.

I’ll change my mind about you,

I’ll change my mind.

I’ll change my mind about you,

I’ll change my mind.