[Verse 1]
Cosmopolitan smiles
He wears a white collared shirt like it's nothin'
I caught his voice maybe once or twice
Shoved it in my pocket
Heart beats like a rocket, into my hands
I'm startin' to dance
Alone in my room, a mental picture of you in my head
Your hair is messed up
I call you "my love"
You call me "your love"
[Pre-Chorus]
You might be the boyfriend
That I made up in my head, but who doesn't
Idealize everything that has yet to ha-happen
[Chorus]
He's in tennis shoes and cotton armor
Pretty, whеn the CD's on and he sings louder
Not all that hеre, I am too into him
I'm uh-oh, uh-oh-ing
My heart's attached, it's detrimental
My feelings crash just a little
I can't keep doin' this and holdin' on to somethin'
That will never be as good as I want it
Uh-oh-ing
Cosmopolitan smiles
He wears a white collared shirt like it's nothin'
I caught his voice maybe once or twice
Shoved it in my pocket
Heart beats like a rocket, into my hands
I'm startin' to dance
Alone in my room, a mental picture of you in my head
Your hair is messed up
I call you "my love"
You call me "your love"
[Pre-Chorus]
You might be the boyfriend
That I made up in my head, but who doesn't
Idealize everything that has yet to ha-happen
[Chorus]
He's in tennis shoes and cotton armor
Pretty, whеn the CD's on and he sings louder
Not all that hеre, I am too into him
I'm uh-oh, uh-oh-ing
My heart's attached, it's detrimental
My feelings crash just a little
I can't keep doin' this and holdin' on to somethin'
That will never be as good as I want it
Uh-oh-ing
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