| It’s too bright outside 'cause I’m low on the phone |
| You say do or die, so I talk 'til I drop |
| You said how could I have a heart made of stone |
| While you’re sipping wine, yeah |
| Oh-oh, when we synchronize |
| It’s exactly what I thought when I fantasized |
| Playing games with my mind, making us collide |
| And you know how it goes when we’re out at night, yeah |
| And I don’t know |
| How we make it out when we make out on the low |
| Even if it rains, you would rather make it snow |
| Both you and me know we gotta let it go |
| Laying on the ground, wondering why it’s so cold |
| How we make it out when we make out on the low |
| Even if it rains, you would rather make it snow |
| Both you and me know we gotta let it go |
| Laying on the ground, wondering why it’s so cold |
| Yeah, when you patronize, it’s like knives to my throat |
| You’re so satisfied when I dig in the dirt |
| You’re in paradise |
| And I know that you know I can’t sleep at night, yeah |
| Oh-oh, when you’re by my side |
| I just move how you move 'cause I’m petrified |
| Setting traps in my head, messing with my mind |
| When you talk, yeah, you talk, but I know you’re lying, yeah |
| And I don’t know |
| How we make it out when we make out on the low |
| Even if it rains, you would rather make it snow |
| Both you and me know we gotta let it go |
| Laying on the ground, wondering why it’s so cold |
| How we make it out when we make out on the low |
| Even if it rains, you would rather make it snow |
| Both you and me know we gotta let it go |
| Laying on the ground, wondering why it’s so cold |
| No, no, no, yeah, mm, yeah |
| Why you so icy cold? My tears can’t drip |
| Sitting awake alone, tattoos I miss |
| If I was to call your phone, I know you’d click |
| Babe, you can have the throne, I call it quits |
| You can even have my car, I don’t need it |
| I’ve been inside my room since you left it |
| Thinking about the place where we first kissed, oh |
| And I don’t know |
| How we make it out when we make out on the low |
| Even if it rains, you would rather make it snow |
| Both you and me know we gotta let it go |
| Laying on the ground, wondering why it’s so cold |
| How we make it out when we make out on the low |
| Even if it rains, you would rather make it snow |
| Both you and me know we gotta let it go |
| Laying on the ground, wondering why it’s so cold |
| You would rather make it snow |
| Laying on the ground, wondering why it’s so cold |
| Ooh, ah |