Sixty degree sweater
I ask for your weather
But I slip on my words
That makes it worse
We laugh It off
I take a breath
But I can't take my eyes off your neck
You were so good for me
You look so pretty
But not in the way you'd think
I think somebody spiked my drink
If this is me
You should let it be
Like you already do
And my phone shines blue
While I wait for that notification from you
I've already lost it
And it only costed
An arm and a leg
And maybe my brain
But what can you do
When you lose
I don't know what you want me to say
Please tell me
If there's any possible way
I could get around this
And what do to
Just beat around it
'Till i'm black and blue