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