[Verse]
Throwing caution to the CPU fan
I gave you the wardrobe you asked for
Wide-eyed, you mortified me
Devastatingly perfect, a beating of sorts
If I become nostalgia, you'll always love me more
It snowed today, triple layers and mittens
Three inches on the fencepost, subzero playlist
Skirts lifted in the alcoves
Phones resting on the sides of our heads
I didn't know what irony meant, but I'd say it anyway