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