BADDIE WITH A VAPE ADDICTION

[Verse 1]

I played it cool by accident

You got off on the passiveness

He's so distracted and passionate

It was romantic before I noticed

Before my conscious responded

There's a sincerity in stumbling on it

Didn't happen 'cause I made it happen

Just kinda happened upon it

[Chorus]

Sunset from your bedroom window

You're all over my mind

I turn my head to the side

The chair was on your thigh, intertwined with the skyline

Deep breath from your bedroom window

The sky like the inside of a plum

It even kinda tastes like one

Don't wanna explain it, just let it fill up my lungs

Just let it fill up my lungs

Just let it fill up my lungs

[Verse 2]

Is there a word for nostalgia for the present?

This whole classy New York City shit looks good on you

Let's make the fantasy the plan

Broadway and the Chelsea Hotel

Often enough to call a tradition

A '20s starlet today would be a baddie with a vape addiction

[Chorus]

Sunset from your bedroom window

You're all over my mind

I turn my head to the side

The chair was on your thigh, intertwined with the skyline

Deep breath from your bedroom window

The sky like the inside of a plum

It even kinda tastes like one

Don't wanna explain it, just let it fill up my lungs

Just let it fill up my lungs

Just let it fill up my lungs