What's your type
She'll paint a cabinet from the 60s
And find diamonds when she's thrifting
Oh, what's it like
To be the muse of every true romantic
West of the Atlantic
Hey little darling, run like the weekend
I get lost and found in your arms
Rooftop view, we met on a Wednesday
Now which do you prefer
To be alone to be in love
Or to just be worth it
I think you're worth it
Meet me under the movie screen
I'll kiss your face in the dark
Don't really care if it's too soon to say
But I like the way you pull me apart
Won't you just left her run away
Could change our names and disappear
It's only us and the sun
Until we burn and the lighting clears
I hate all the notions that pull us apart
The sea and the ocean, your face and the stars
These times get confusing, we're lost in the sea
When I'll be considering, look back at me and see
Taste of strawberry sunscreen
Laughing at songs from the 90s
Don't really care if it rains or it shines, I'm still stuck inside
The treasure chest center of both of your eyes
Kiss with them open and see what it's like to be loved
To be loved