

Yeah, yeah
Turn my headphones up Let me talk to
'em Gotta go to the better days With the haze,
with the lace Baby,
I'm not tryna behave Baby,
go lay on bed Get mad,
get sad Baby, don't be so mean to me
I've been pacing the floor thinking about what you said
All these complicated narratives spinning in my head
We used to talk about the future now we static instead
Trying to find a middle ground but we're hanging by a thread
Yeah, baby don't be mean
Let me see what you mean Keep it clean,
behind the screen
Gotta go to the better days With the haze,
with the lace Baby,
I'm not tryna behave Baby,
go lay on bed Get mad,
get sad Baby, don't be so mean to me
We trace the lines back to the start Before the distance came
and tore it all apart
You had the map but I was chasing the art Now we're
standing in the cold with a heavy heart
No more games, no more doubt
Let's figure what we're about
Gotta go to the better days With the haze,
with the lace Baby,
I'm not tryna behave Baby,
go lay on bed Get mad,
get sad Baby, don't be so mean to me
Yeah, don't be so mean Better
days, baby