[Intro]
So I saw a blue-haired boy
Crossin' the road the other day
I didn't say much of anything
He said he liked my hair
Bleached but slightly green

[Verse]
I replayed the whole thing
Over and over and over and
Over and over and over and
Each time remembered it differently
Had I made a whole conversation up in my head?
Over the things I could've done or I could've said
Guess it makes sense when a poet
Doesn't know it in the moment
But writes a banger down on paper sometime later
See, I know what to say, just not in the moment
Hey, blue-haired boy
Please come back my way
I finally know what to say to you
I like your boots
But your laces are coming loose
Hope you didn't trip since I didn't warn you, ah

[Outro]
You've probably already forgotten about me
And my hair that's blonde and bleached but slightly green
You've probably already forgotten about me
And my hair that's blonde and bleached but slightly green