Screen Face

This is not a date

So what should we call this?

Your face on my screen

My face on your screen

Your phone is dying

And I'm dying too

I'm dying to touch you

I'm dying to be in the same room

We don't live far away

Might as well be thousands of miles

I'm startin' to love you

But what is a love that's online?

Your phone is dying

And i'm dying too

Dying to touch you

I'm dying to be in the same room

No, it's not right, but it's not my fault

You're the one who waited so long to call

You coulda hit me up before the world flipped

Then maybe right now, we wouldn't be simulatin' it

No way this is a date

My screen is not your face

I'm tired of holding ya

I'm tired of proppin' ya up

Your phone is dying

And i'm dying too

I'm dying to touch you

I'm dying to be in the same room

No, it's not right, but it's not my fault

You're the one who waited so long to call

You coulda hit me up before the world flipped

Then maybe right now, we wouldn't be simulatin' it

Really doin' it, doin' it wet

It easy to forget about the days of doin' it

All the smells, the taste (The taste), yeah, the taste (Yeah, the taste)

Will I ever be in the place to get to know how you taste?

It's not right, but it's not my fault

You're the one who waited so long to call

You coulda hit me up before the world flipped

Then maybe right now, we wouldn't be simulatin' it

No, it's not right, but it's not my fault

You're the one who waited so long to call

You coulda hit me up before the world flipped

Then maybe right now, we wouldn't be simulatin' it

Really doin' it, doin' it wet