The Sun is Setting out in LA Everything Will Be Okay I Wrote A Poem Last Tuesday I Think I'll Send It to You Tuesday I Sent A Text, While I'm Sipping on Some Root Beer It Read “Why the Hell, You Got Mr. I'm Cool Here” My Emotions Stay Running, And You Know I Wanna Catch Up But All This Damn Asthma Makes It Hard to f**ing Catch Up Once Upon A Time, I Thought What We Had Was Special No Blood In my Heart, just My Broken Hearted Tesle Had to Type This All Down, Cause I'm Breaking all My Pencils
Started as Crush, But The Love Came Extra There's Holes In My Sweater, and It's Freezing Cold I Just Want You to Remember When I Put Down the Phone The Winds Growing Fast, I'm Getting Heavy in the Chest Please Say My Name, When I'm Inclosed in the Chest I'll Put this In a Song, Cause I Can't Say it in a Text I Think We Should Hold Hands to Keep Us Warm in this Weather Don't Let Me Down, And Put Our Hearts on Our Sweaters