imsochillandcool Lyrics by ALESSI ROSE
There’s a hundred girls who could take my place
They got big brown eyes on a model face
Yeah it’s making me crazy ’cause we never dated
I know I’m a baby, but God, it’s a nightmare
And she’s probably incredible
So cute, so smart, digestible, ooh
And how I wish I’d move on quick
But my mind keeps on running back to you, ooh
God forbid
I fall in love with someone
And they plead the fifth
He’s so indecisive, but
If I’m not what he wants, I’ll just die here because I hate thinking, “What if?”
He thinks he lucked out with her tongue in his mouth while I’m still not over it
I’m sure she’s fine
But I’m so chill and cool
If you ignore these lines
And I don’t even care at all
But I know that you’re out getting drunk at her house and you’re naming your kids
While I’m biding my time and denying the signs, I swear that I’m so over it
Did I speak too soon? Yeah, she’s probably nice
Bet you took her out and she stayed the night
My fragility sucks, I could spill out my guts just to get your attention
Looking back, you’ll call me romantic
And she’s probably incredible
So cute, so smart, digestible, ooh
And how I wish I’d move on quick
But my mind keeps on running back to you, ooh
God forbid
I fall in love with someone
And they plead the fifth
He’s so indecisive, but
If I’m not what he wants, I’ll just die here because I hate thinking, “What if?”
He thinks he lucked out with her tongue in his mouth while I’m still not over it
I’m sure she’s fine
But I’m so chill and cool
If you ignore these lines
And I don’t even care at all
But I know that you’re out getting drunk at her house and you’re naming your kids
While I’m biding my time and denying the signs, I swear that I’m so over it
Didn’t wanna say it, but I think she’s kinda lame
Call me mean, I’m not a saint, I’m just so pretty and blasé
You look perfect side by side, I’m getting cuter all the time
Yeah, she’s everything you like, I’m so cool and chill and fine
I’m sure she’s fine
But I’m so chill and cool
If you ignore these lines
And I don’t even care at all
But I know that you’re out getting drunk at her house and you’re naming your kids
While I’m biding my time and denying the signs, I swear that I’m so over it
Didn’t wanna say it, but I think she’s kinda lame
Call me mean, I’m not a saint, I’m just so pretty and blasé
You look perfect side by side, I’m getting cuter all the time
Yeah, she’s everything you like, I’m so cool and chill and fine