I'm saying don't mind me, I'm just most likely
To be replaying these scenes proudly sponsored
By my subconscious and wanting
Wandering onto wonder onto nonsense

I said I would set the scene but it makes no difference
paint a red room green you can blame the witness
testimonial of less than expected from the same tests again, a failed semester
She walks in, Hepburn esque, all dressed in a dress by a name I'll forget
A vase at the center of the table, engraved in it four statements
And so I play them in my play them in my head
I won't pretend to know her fragrance
But it don't really matter, cause I've made it my favourite
Feeling either like an inpatient or a slave to my impatience
To force a story I've been painting
A city girl that really knows what a moment is worth
A country boy with a holiday home in the burbs
Small talk, but I wanna see over the first
Tryna fake hide I'm a showman of words
I guess pheromones, tend to flare unknown when we're alone
Aerosol in the air, now she's shining like she's from Sierra Leone
Flustered, hesitant I know
So I'm struggling to string words together in a row like

Play on loop, Play, Play
Play, Play on loop, Play on loop, So
What if she's tired, what if she's tried, what if she's more than friends,
I wanna seem kind, wanna seem nice, wanna see it all again

I'm saying don't mind me, I'm just most likely
To be replaying these scenes proudly sponsored
By my subconscious and wanting
Wandering onto wonder onto nonsense

I said I would set the scene but it's already been set
The vase in the centre has now changed with three left
Sitting knee deep in regret I see the need to hit control z and reset
She walks in oversized sweater and ripped jeans
While riding the same wavelength that fits me
A molotov of memories and mixed dreams
But I guess the truth is as strange it seems
Watching the glint in her eyes as I search for the tide making plans from afar
No I can't stop with the intimate mind
Until I'm left all washed up while I dance with the stars
Hope you don't mind if I interject, pull up a chair and introspect
Where these two circles will intersect you both met cause the internet
Listen I am him but with intellect, so what're we talking bout recreation
Slow walks at the park to playstation to philosophical conversations regarding the constellations
I see the shine of the moon is so intoxicating
But your just flicking through options, spin the record back
How the tables turn cause really you're the one that's ticking the boxes