Like, who been on your mind? Who got your time? Who you been vibing with? And why I can't make you mine? You used to be texting me, checking me, calling me your slime And now you treat me like my worth less than a dime And if we paint a perfect picture, we can make it last forever And you're the only one I want to wear my orange sweater I told you I am down for the worse or the better But I keep sticking to you, 'cause them four stupid letters