Verse 1:
When I first saw you we were in the heart of Amsterdam
My face got redder than the lights above the naked dancers and
You said your name was "something", asked my name, I told you mine
And ever since that day you haven't ever left my mind
No you couldn't
Cause everything you do just simply baffles me
Like having conversations with windows and climbing scaffolding
And out of all the girls you are the bravest that I know
Maybe even braver than that chick from Game of Thrones, yeah
Viber in Paris, vibe here is so apparent
And if I could then I would've been with you up on the terrace
Embarra**ed I didn't kiss you, though I wanted to
Girl you know I wanted you
Feeling so a hundred-two
Gotta a fever believe it I needed you
Anytime that I'm seeing you
Anytime that I hearing you
Hope to God that I'm nearing you
I guess that's my destiny manifest
And it ain't no secret, girl, that you're the best
Now I feel like a ghost, this transparency
Spilling my brain all on a track like a train wreck you see
Mesmerized, look away every time
A beautifully ugly sight, I hope everyone's all right
Never know, cause I know that they'll never listen
Your mixtape is only “cool” when its you she's kissing
But people move on and forget they loved you
And time never starts again
The hands of the clock are cuffed, ticking ends
Yeah, so I'm under the house
Yet above the dispositions, I'm holding it down
All these homies taking pictures and follow me like they're stickers
I don't think they even notice I'm holding the crown
Seven the month. That is the time i saw you last
I'm trying to come, wonder if you might invite me back
And still, right here ill wait till the day we are together
I'm underneath all the house and this storm you know I'll weather, yeah
Chorus:
[Woody Allen]: "...love is---is too weak a word for...I lurve you. You know, I loave you. I--I luff you
[Girl]: (Laughing) "Noooo no."
[Woody Allen]: "...with two F's. Yes I--I have to invent- yeah, of course I do! Don't you think I do?"
[Girl]: "I don't know..."
Verse 2 (with writing contributions from Nate Moore):
Rain on my window is sorta like a crescendo
I usually play Nintendo, but lately my game been schizo
It's December and I can't stop remembering you
Said fender bender but we both know that just isn't true
I got this picture your body looking so slender
And sitting upon my lap on the 20th of November
Nobody told me my dreams couldn't come true
They told me shoot for the moon
They told me I could fill rooms
They told me I could be Clooney
Told me I could be Clowney
Now I'm just being Clowny, listening to the sounds of everyone
As much as I'm hoping their words don't get me any closer to oceans
Or another chance, a second one
Seven, the month. That is the time I saw you last
I'm trying to come, wonder if you might invite me back
And still, right here I'll wait till the day we are together
I'm underneath all the house and this storm you know I'll weather