Turtleneck

Coffee addicts, Splenda packets Broken habits having at it Bomber jackets, buried hatchets Pseudo magic so elaborate I wish that you could see me Way out here in outer space I got an Etch A Sketch I'm working on an outline of your face I'm passing Jupiter and that's somehow Reminding me of how you used to taste Shake, shake, erase, yeah I was swimming in your turtleneck You gave it up 'cause I look good in it And I'm holding your hand through the sleeve ends Only wearing your clothes 'cause I'm freezing Got kissing marks under your turtleneck My collarbone, your lips exploring it And I'm touching your face through the sleeve ends I swear I could see the stars through the ceiling Shake, shake, erase, yeah Got an Etch A Sketch I'm working I'm working on Uh-uh Going batshit, couldn't hack it Flash of panic, tad dramatic Flying past it, Top Gun: Maverick Left me stranded on my own planet I wish that you could see me Way out here in outer space I got an Etch A Sketch I miss the days when I could copy/paste I'm passing Uranus and that's somehow Reminding me of how you used to taste Shake, shake, erase, yeah I was swimming in your turtleneck You gave it up 'cause I look good in it And I'm holding your hand through the sleeve ends Only wearing your clothes in the evening Got kissing marks under your turtleneck My collarbone, your lips exploring it And I'm pulling your hair getting even I swear I could see the stars through the ceiling Uh, yeah Shake, shake, erase, yeah Uh-uh-uh Da-da, da, da-da, da, da-da-da-da-da Da-da, da, da-da, da, da-da Mm, yeah Do you really wanna know where I've been since? Do you really wanna know who I've been with? Do you really wanna know what makes me tick? Makes your tummy pirouette now doesn't it? I wish everything that shifted could unshift Soar up backwards through the air, unjump the ship Push the thread we had to pull and just forget Makes your tummy pirouette now doesn't it? Ohh-ohh-ohh-ohh Ohh-ohh-ohh-ohh Ohh yeah Uh I was swimming in your turtleneck You gave it up 'cause I look good in it And I'm holding your hand through the sleeve ends Only wearing your clothes when I'm dreaming Got kissing marks under your turtleneck My collarbone, your lips exploring it And I'm pulling away but you lean in (You told me you loved me, yeah) I swear I could see the stars through the ceiling Uh-uh Through the ceiling Shake, shake, erase ya