I like when you and your squad come by
It's a lonely couch and only nine
I know you're tryna kill some time
Sinking in this couch of mine

I could help pick your clothes
I could deal with two thrones
I like when you and your squad come by
I really fucking hate goodbyes

It's hitting curfew
Take a walk on the beach, looking down, it kinda looks like the moon
Have I told you?
Pretend walks on the moon is something I wanna do with you

I don't like it when you leave
If I find good shit on TV
Will you stay this close to me?

Wait
If I call, please pick up
It's probably nothing much
I just wanna hear you talk

Did I do anything to make you mad?
If you leave now, what if you don't come back?