(Ouu)
I'm tryna fly you out to Malibu
You is a pretty bitch, Agent Honeydew
(Hey Fumz!)
After all of the shit that we built
After all of the shit that we've seen
After all of that tea that you spilt
I guess it's f*ck that
I guess it's f*ck that
I guess it's f*ck that
I guess it's
(Ouu Ouu Ouu)
The deepest of love songs for the shit that we've been through
And the deepest of love songs for the things that we did, that movie you cried to
And the deepest of love songs
And the saddest of sad songs by the boy that you lied to
She told me that I make her happy
I said "I guess I'm obliged to
I thought I was playing you but I guess I was just playing myself
Playing myself
And that shit didn't help, it just pulled us apart
Now I'm chilling with stars
She found her way to my heart yeah she healed all the scars