Crywank - An Intimate Message lyrics

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 alcove Phones resting on the sides of our heads I didn't know what irony meant, but I'd say it anyway