[ Featuring unheard ]
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
Oh, when we synchronize
It's exactly what I thought when I fantasized
Playing games with my mind, making us collide
And we know how it goes when we're out at night
And I don't know
How we make it out when we make out on the low
Even if it rains, you'd 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'd rather make it snow
Both you and me know we gotta let it go
Laying on the ground, wondering why it's so cold
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
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
And I don't know
How we make it out when we make out on the low
Even if it rains, you'd 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'd rather make it snow
Both you and me know we gotta let it go
Laying on the ground, wondering why it's so cold
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 (how we make it out)
Even if it rains, you'd rather make it snow (rather make it snow)
Both you and me know we gotta let it go
Laying on the ground, wondering why it's so cold (wondering why it's so cold)
How we make it out when we make out on the low (ooh)
Even if it rains, you'd rather make it snow
Both you and me know we gotta let it go
Laying on the ground, wondering why it's so cold
