shooting star

And I had laid under the stars last night with you I remember it was hard last time to convince myself it was real 'Cuz I can't help when I don't feel how you feel Man f*ck, this is when it really really gets real You put a flower behind your ear and told me I looked pretty And I'm beginning to feel like I'm the one I used to fucking envy And I saw a shooting star last night with you It was the third one that I'd ever seen And usually, three's unlucky to me but I guess we'll see (g-guess we'll see) I swear I saw comet right where I'm pointing I never leave comments 'cuz I'm annoying And if I'm being honest, when I feel I always get down 'cuz it gets to real F*ck, enough of the small talk and awkward conversations I pick myself up through the botched relations Look up at the stars and the constellations You're never a part of what I'm saying But usually, I'm right there with you For losing keys and making hits soon Reduced to these I get the gist you were used to me not having issues But it seems to me like you wish for nothing How come all your friends think I'm disgusting I get stuck when you talk to me I'm blushing And there's no discussing And I had laid under the stars last night with you I remember it was hard last time to convince myself it was real 'Cuz I can't help when I don't feel how you feel Man f*ck, this is when it really really gets real You put a flower behind your ear and told me I looked pretty And I'm beginning to feel like I'm the one I used to fucking envy And I saw a shooting star last night with you It was the third one that I'd ever seen And usually three's unlucky to me but I guess we'll see (g-guess we'll see)