Out past the field, the sky's on fire Or maybe that's just the sun goin' down I called your name into the dark But the dark don't make a sound Is it real, is it real Or just a feelin' I can't shake Is it real, is it real Or just a fire that I made Burnin', burnin', burnin' slow Don't know which way the smoke will go Burnin', can't tell anymore What's the fire and what's just floor Everything's spinnin' real slow Like the world forgot which way to go Runnin' through the smoke in my mind Lookin' for somethin' I'll never find Her cat, her room, her name on a form Everything she was is a shape in the smoke I keep askin' people if they saw her They look at me like I'm the joke Burnin', burnin', burnin' slow Don't know which way the smoke will go Burnin', can't tell anymore What's the fire and what's just floor Maybe nothin' burned. Maybe nothin' was taken. Ma...

You drive a car that don't make sense For someone who does nothin', spends and spends Smile so clean it hurts to see Tell me, what's underneath You're a rumor in a nice shirt A name nobody can confirm Pretty face, pretty lie I keep starin', don't know why Nobody knows where the money's from Everybody's invited, nobody's important Smilin' pretty, hollow, hollow I think I should be scared of you Gatsby Big house, no noise, nobody home Yawnin' through your life like you're alone Even when the room's full, you're the only one in it I should stop lookin', but I'm still in it You laughed at the right parts of my story Like a man who's read the endin' first Your friends all have the same clean teeth Same bored eyes, same thirst Nobody knows where the money's from Everybody's invited, nobody's important Smilin' pretty, hollow, hollow I think I should be scared of you Gatsby Maybe I just hate that it...

Out past the field, the sky's on fire Or maybe that's just the sun goin' down I called your name into the dark But the dark don't make a sound Is it real, is it real Or just a feelin' I can't shake Is it real, is it real Or just a fire that I made Burnin', burnin', burnin' slow Don't know which way the smoke will go Burnin', can't tell anymore What's the fire and what's just floor Everything's spinnin' real slow Like the world forgot which way to go Runnin' through the smoke in my mind Lookin' for somethin' I'll never find Her cat, her room, her name on a form Everything she was is a shape in the smoke I keep askin' people if they saw her They look at me like I'm the joke Burnin', burnin', burnin' slow Don't know which way the smoke will go Burnin', can't tell anymore What's the fire and what's just floor Maybe nothin' burned. Maybe nothin' was taken. Ma...

You drive a car that don't make sense For someone who does nothin', spends and spends Smile so clean it hurts to see Tell me, what's underneath You're a rumor in a nice shirt A name nobody can confirm Pretty face, pretty lie I keep starin', don't know why Nobody knows where the money's from Everybody's invited, nobody's important Smilin' pretty, hollow, hollow I think I should be scared of you Gatsby Big house, no noise, nobody home Yawnin' through your life like you're alone Even when the room's full, you're the only one in it I should stop lookin', but I'm still in it You laughed at the right parts of my story Like a man who's read the endin' first Your friends all have the same clean teeth Same bored eyes, same thirst Nobody knows where the money's from Everybody's invited, nobody's important Smilin' pretty, hollow, hollow I think I should be scared of you Gatsby Maybe I just hate that it...

Out past the field, the sky's on fire Or maybe that's just the sun goin' down I called your name into the dark But the dark don't make a sound Is it real, is it real Or just a feelin' I can't shake Is it real, is it real Or just a fire that I made Burnin', burnin', burnin' slow Don't know which way the smoke will go Burnin', can't tell anymore What's the fire and what's just floor Everything's spinnin' real slow Like the world forgot which way to go Runnin' through the smoke in my mind Lookin' for somethin' I'll never find Her cat, her room, her name on a form Everything she was is a shape in the smoke I keep askin' people if they saw her They look at me like I'm the joke Burnin', burnin', burnin' slow Don't know which way the smoke will go Burnin', can't tell anymore What's the fire and what's just floor Maybe nothin' burned. Maybe nothin' was taken. Ma...

You drive a car that don't make sense For someone who does nothin', spends and spends Smile so clean it hurts to see Tell me, what's underneath You're a rumor in a nice shirt A name nobody can confirm Pretty face, pretty lie I keep starin', don't know why Nobody knows where the money's from Everybody's invited, nobody's important Smilin' pretty, hollow, hollow I think I should be scared of you Gatsby Big house, no noise, nobody home Yawnin' through your life like you're alone Even when the room's full, you're the only one in it I should stop lookin', but I'm still in it You laughed at the right parts of my story Like a man who's read the endin' first Your friends all have the same clean teeth Same bored eyes, same thirst Nobody knows where the money's from Everybody's invited, nobody's important Smilin' pretty, hollow, hollow I think I should be scared of you Gatsby Maybe I just hate that it...

Out past the field, the sky's on fire Or maybe that's just the sun goin' down I called your name into the dark But the dark don't make a sound Is it real, is it real Or just a feelin' I can't shake Is it real, is it real Or just a fire that I made Burnin', burnin', burnin' slow Don't know which way the smoke will go Burnin', can't tell anymore What's the fire and what's just floor Everything's spinnin' real slow Like the world forgot which way to go Runnin' through the smoke in my mind Lookin' for somethin' I'll never find Her cat, her room, her name on a form Everything she was is a shape in the smoke I keep askin' people if they saw her They look at me like I'm the joke Burnin', burnin', burnin' slow Don't know which way the smoke will go Burnin', can't tell anymore What's the fire and what's just floor Maybe nothin' burned. Maybe nothin' was taken. Ma...

You drive a car that don't make sense For someone who does nothin', spends and spends Smile so clean it hurts to see Tell me, what's underneath You're a rumor in a nice shirt A name nobody can confirm Pretty face, pretty lie I keep starin', don't know why Nobody knows where the money's from Everybody's invited, nobody's important Smilin' pretty, hollow, hollow I think I should be scared of you Gatsby Big house, no noise, nobody home Yawnin' through your life like you're alone Even when the room's full, you're the only one in it I should stop lookin', but I'm still in it You laughed at the right parts of my story Like a man who's read the endin' first Your friends all have the same clean teeth Same bored eyes, same thirst Nobody knows where the money's from Everybody's invited, nobody's important Smilin' pretty, hollow, hollow I think I should be scared of you Gatsby Maybe I just hate that it...

I been actin' lowkey, actin' cool Playin' it chill like I ain't no fool Phone's right here, I'm watchin' it glow Hopin' it's you, actin' like I don't know Said "whatever" but I meant "please" Caught myself smilin' for no reason, geez I ain't tryna fall mm, but I already did Keepin' a straight face... yeah, that slipped Lowkey, thinkin' 'bout you Actin' like it's nothin' it's everything I do Tryna play it safe, tryna play it slow You got me lowkey, and everybody knows Friends keep askin' why I'm in my head I shrug it off, don't say what I said Typed out a text like four times, erased Ain't nobody chill with a smile on they face You laughed at my joke and it wasn't even good Now I'm replayin' it like a highlight would Two seconds later my heart's a parade Playin' it cool? Man, the cool got played Lowkey, thinkin' 'bout you Actin' like ...

Kitchen light is yellow and low You got flour on your sleeve, you don't know Radio's playing something slow I wasn't tryna fall, but here we go Your hand finds mine like it's nothing new Like we done this a thousand times, me and you Don't say a word, just move with me This ain't a song yet it's just a feeling Slow - dance - in the kitchen light Slow - dance, - we got all night Nobody's watching, nobody's home Slow dance, slow dance, us and the radio Floor creaks soft beneath our feet Countin' heartbeats, losin' the beat Your head on my shoulder, flour on my shirt Never knew standing still could work We're stuck between a kiss and breathing Neither one of us is leaving Song's gonna end, we'll just pretend The radio plays it again Slow - dance - in the kitchen light Slow - dance, - we got all night Nobody's watching, nobody's home Slow dance, slow dance, us and the radio Feet barely moving, world's standing still...

I been actin' lowkey, actin' cool Playin' it chill like I ain't no fool Phone's right here, I'm watchin' it glow Hopin' it's you, actin' like I don't know Said "whatever" but I meant "please" Caught myself smilin' for no reason, geez I ain't tryna fall mm, but I already did Keepin' a straight face... yeah, that slipped Lowkey, thinkin' 'bout you Actin' like it's nothin' it's everything I do Tryna play it safe, tryna play it slow You got me lowkey, and everybody knows Friends keep askin' why I'm in my head I shrug it off, don't say what I said Typed out a text like four times, erased Ain't nobody chill with a smile on they face You laughed at my joke and it wasn't even good Now I'm replayin' it like a highlight would Two seconds later my heart's a parade Playin' it cool? Man, the cool got played Lowkey, thinkin' 'bout you Actin' like ...

Kitchen light is yellow and low You got flour on your sleeve, you don't know Radio's playing something slow I wasn't tryna fall, but here we go Your hand finds mine like it's nothing new Like we done this a thousand times, me and you Don't say a word, just move with me This ain't a song yet it's just a feeling Slow - dance - in the kitchen light Slow - dance, - we got all night Nobody's watching, nobody's home Slow dance, slow dance, us and the radio Floor creaks soft beneath our feet Countin' heartbeats, losin' the beat Your head on my shoulder, flour on my shirt Never knew standing still could work We're stuck between a kiss and breathing Neither one of us is leaving Song's gonna end, we'll just pretend The radio plays it again Slow - dance - in the kitchen light Slow - dance, - we got all night Nobody's watching, nobody's home Slow dance, slow dance, us and the radio Feet barely moving, world's standing still...

I been actin' lowkey, actin' cool Playin' it chill like I ain't no fool Phone's right here, I'm watchin' it glow Hopin' it's you, actin' like I don't know Said "whatever" but I meant "please" Caught myself smilin' for no reason, geez I ain't tryna fall mm, but I already did Keepin' a straight face... yeah, that slipped Lowkey, thinkin' 'bout you Actin' like it's nothin' it's everything I do Tryna play it safe, tryna play it slow You got me lowkey, and everybody knows Friends keep askin' why I'm in my head I shrug it off, don't say what I said Typed out a text like four times, erased Ain't nobody chill with a smile on they face You laughed at my joke and it wasn't even good Now I'm replayin' it like a highlight would Two seconds later my heart's a parade Playin' it cool? Man, the cool got played Lowkey, thinkin' 'bout you Actin' like ...

Kitchen light is yellow and low You got flour on your sleeve, you don't know Radio's playing something slow I wasn't tryna fall, but here we go Your hand finds mine like it's nothing new Like we done this a thousand times, me and you Don't say a word, just move with me This ain't a song yet it's just a feeling Slow - dance - in the kitchen light Slow - dance, - we got all night Nobody's watching, nobody's home Slow dance, slow dance, us and the radio Floor creaks soft beneath our feet Countin' heartbeats, losin' the beat Your head on my shoulder, flour on my shirt Never knew standing still could work We're stuck between a kiss and breathing Neither one of us is leaving Song's gonna end, we'll just pretend The radio plays it again Slow - dance - in the kitchen light Slow - dance, - we got all night Nobody's watching, nobody's home Slow dance, slow dance, us and the radio Feet barely moving, world's standing still...

I been actin' lowkey, actin' cool Playin' it chill like I ain't no fool Phone's right here, I'm watchin' it glow Hopin' it's you, actin' like I don't know Said "whatever" but I meant "please" Caught myself smilin' for no reason, geez I ain't tryna fall mm, but I already did Keepin' a straight face... yeah, that slipped Lowkey, thinkin' 'bout you Actin' like it's nothin' it's everything I do Tryna play it safe, tryna play it slow You got me lowkey, and everybody knows Friends keep askin' why I'm in my head I shrug it off, don't say what I said Typed out a text like four times, erased Ain't nobody chill with a smile on they face You laughed at my joke and it wasn't even good Now I'm replayin' it like a highlight would Two seconds later my heart's a parade Playin' it cool? Man, the cool got played Lowkey, thinkin' 'bout you Actin' like ...

Kitchen light is yellow and low You got flour on your sleeve, you don't know Radio's playing something slow I wasn't tryna fall, but here we go Your hand finds mine like it's nothing new Like we done this a thousand times, me and you Don't say a word, just move with me This ain't a song yet it's just a feeling Slow - dance - in the kitchen light Slow - dance, - we got all night Nobody's watching, nobody's home Slow dance, slow dance, us and the radio Floor creaks soft beneath our feet Countin' heartbeats, losin' the beat Your head on my shoulder, flour on my shirt Never knew standing still could work We're stuck between a kiss and breathing Neither one of us is leaving Song's gonna end, we'll just pretend The radio plays it again Slow - dance - in the kitchen light Slow - dance, - we got all night Nobody's watching, nobody's home Slow dance, slow dance, us and the radio Feet barely moving, world's standing still...

You bought two tickets to the planetarium Said it was silly, said it anyway The room went dark and the ceiling opened up Fake stars, real hand in mine You started naming things that don't exist Made up a constellation shaped like a dog I laughed and let you have it Let you have all of it We built a universe from painted light This one's you, this one's mine tonight Planetarium light still on your face Even after the stars gave way I drive past that building sometimes now Never go in, don't know why I'd want to Somebody else has two tickets tonight Making up their own fake sky I still know that constellation The one shaped like a dog, the one you made up It doesn't exist anywhere Except in me, apparently Real stars don't come with names Somebody agreed on those a long time ago But the fake ones, the painted ones Those were only ever ours We built a universe from painted light This one's you, this one's mine tonight Planetarium light still on you...

Keys in my hand, I don't even ask Just get in, we don't need a map Radio's playing something we don't know the words to So we make them up, badly, and laugh Windows down, the city thinning out Streetlights turning into stars somehow You said turn here, I said I don't know why We just kept driving toward the sky Lala land, lala land Shall we dance where the sunset ends Lala land, lala land Just one scene before the credits roll Parked the car at the top of the hill Neither of us said a thing, just stood still You pointed at something, I wasn't even looking I was looking at you looking at it Maybe this is the good part Maybe this is already the whole thing Not the start of a longer story Just this, exactly this If this is a movie, I don't want the sequel I just want this hill, this song, this evening Let the credits roll right here Before we find out how it ends Lala land, lala land Shall we dance where the sunset ends Lala land, lala land Just one scene...

You bought two tickets to the planetarium Said it was silly, said it anyway The room went dark and the ceiling opened up Fake stars, real hand in mine You started naming things that don't exist Made up a constellation shaped like a dog I laughed and let you have it Let you have all of it We built a universe from painted light This one's you, this one's mine tonight Planetarium light still on your face Even after the stars gave way I drive past that building sometimes now Never go in, don't know why I'd want to Somebody else has two tickets tonight Making up their own fake sky I still know that constellation The one shaped like a dog, the one you made up It doesn't exist anywhere Except in me, apparently Real stars don't come with names Somebody agreed on those a long time ago But the fake ones, the painted ones Those were only ever ours We built a universe from painted light This one's you, this one's mine tonight Planetarium light still on you...

Keys in my hand, I don't even ask Just get in, we don't need a map Radio's playing something we don't know the words to So we make them up, badly, and laugh Windows down, the city thinning out Streetlights turning into stars somehow You said turn here, I said I don't know why We just kept driving toward the sky Lala land, lala land Shall we dance where the sunset ends Lala land, lala land Just one scene before the credits roll Parked the car at the top of the hill Neither of us said a thing, just stood still You pointed at something, I wasn't even looking I was looking at you looking at it Maybe this is the good part Maybe this is already the whole thing Not the start of a longer story Just this, exactly this If this is a movie, I don't want the sequel I just want this hill, this song, this evening Let the credits roll right here Before we find out how it ends Lala land, lala land Shall we dance where the sunset ends Lala land, lala land Just one scene...