Your Paris - The Internet

I’ve been thinkin' bout you on the weekends
It really only happens when I’m drinking
Gotta move on what I’m hearin' from my best friends
I keep thinking 'bout you naked in the S10 I’ve been
Cooped up in the West End
At my parents place watching real love
I admit I had a couple girls when we last met
If you came back I would easily forget them
Don’t know what to do
There’s no one like you
I’m feelin' like a kid in elementary school
I should cut 'em loose 'cuz I know it ain’t cool
And my mother taught me better than that
I think I’m alright
I think I’ll be fine this time
Damn, the internet, look at those eyes
Damn, the internet
I think I’m alright
I think I’ll be fine this time
Damn, the internet, who's that guy
Damn, the internet made me realize I miss you
Yeah you
Ooh
I know you’re probably thinkin' that I’m over you
But baby I’d be lyin' if I said that’s true cuz I
Think of you when I’m getting in bed
I’m tryna train my head to think of me instead
I’ve been out explorin' in the East End tryna make new friends but it’s been rough
I know we had a couple drinks when we last met
But I remember what you said I can’t forget that
If nothing else is true
There’s no one like you
And lately I’ve been thinkin' we could still pull through
Tryna cut you loose and tryna play it cool but I know you know me better than that
I think I’m alright
I think I’ll be fine this time
Damn, the internet, look at those eyes
Damn, the internet
I think I’m alright
I think I’ll be fine this time
Damn, the internet, who’s that guy
Damn, the internet made me realize I miss you
Yeah you
Ooh
Mmm I miss you

Written by:
Laila Kharouba, Nick Babcock, Your Paris

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