Your Voice / Bethel, NY

I was starstruck

Across from the Starbucks

Sit on a curb, got some new Chucks

But I still don't got a check

Your voice plays in my head when I'm in bed

When I'm not feelin' confident

I hear it again, my hand's on your leg

I'm grindin' gears until the end (grandma went to Woodstock)

I'm rollin' Backwood in the back of the whip now

I'm drivin' and swervin' now (save your tears for us in seven years)

(You're mine, all mine)

At least now I know what I been feelin' (you're mine, all mine)

Girl, I ain't mad at this, 'cause none of it is real

(Grandma went to Woodstock)

There's no need to reinvent the wheel

Boy's up in the hills (Grandma's in Woodstock)

With his guitar, singin' about you

Your voice plays in my head when I'm in bed

When I'm not feelin' confident

I hear it again, my hand's on your leg

I'm grindin' gears until the end

Grandma went to Woodstock (I'm grinding gears until the end)

Grandma went to Woodstock (I'm grinding gears until the end)

Grandma went to Woodstock (I'm grinding gears until the end)

Why are we not taking (I'm not feeling confident)

Baby, I love you, goodbye (bye)

I thought we run out in paradise

It's sad at the end, I'm surprised (surprise)

I swear LaLa Land, always makes me cry

Rosé, a bucket of ice (ice)

Then I put one up to the rest of our lives

I'm alone on my sunset

Havin' way too much fun for me to go home

It's the kite by the trumpet

I look at the funeral down on my phone

Boy's up in the hills

With his guitar, singin' about you

Boy's up in the hills

With his guitar, singin' about you (common)

Boy's up in the hills

With his guitar, singin' about you

Boy's up in the hills

With his guitar, singin' about you

Boy's up in the hills

With his guitar, singin' about you

(Yeah, yeah, I'm inside a dream, yeah, singing)

There was a boy in the city

There was a girl, she was pretty alone

The playground they blew out got dizzy

But then the girl got so busy that she couldn't love him the same

He had to walk through the pain, he went missin'

Lucy and me on the trampoline, kissin' and he might not ever love that girl again

But girl, you'll always be more than a friend