Mexico city

I think I love you just a litle bit So can we see it all out before this world goes to shit? I just want someone to hold me, and teach me how to fish I swear I look up at the stars and I can't tell the difference Between you Your hair was perfect sitting by the pool I took a drag of your cigarette so you'd think that I was cool Man, I love the taste of nicotine, but hate the way it sits Always makes me cough up memories, right Now it makes me miss I miss you 'Cause you took a trip out to Mexico City And I'm tryna fit all my feelings in a backpack My therapist is out there coincidentally And I don't know what to make of that Yeah, I don't know what to make of that Was it awkward when you dropped me off that morning? Maybe not, I just thought I was acting kinda weird in your car We always wanna say something when there's nothing to say You don't like to say nothing That's what I like about you But you took a trip out to Mexico City And I'm tryna fit all my feelings in a backpack You haven't hit me up to tell me that you miss me And I don't know what to make of that And I'll admit that I'm acting kinda crazy Waiting to see you finally light up my nightstand It shouldn't feel like anything this quickly And I don't know what to make of that Yeah, I don't know what to make of that (I don't know what to make of that) Yeah, I don't know what to make of that (I don't know what to make of that) He's up, single take Love it Fuckin' steep