Be cool
I've been thinking of my exes while I masturbate
Won't risk a dirty thought on such a clean slate
As you
It's foolish
Cause I know that no one's ever really keeping score
Of the ways that I've been picturing you passenger
With one hand out the roof
And I don't wanna jinx it
With wishful thinking
That's when right goes wrong
I'm not superstitious
I'm paying attention
But keep my fingers crossed
I won't save your number
I'll remember your name
Get lost just to pretend I wasn't saving a place
Next to you
You're so cool, baby
Tripping over everything and nothing at all
But poetry is jealous of the way that you talk
Next to you
You're so cool baby, be cool
I've memorized your voice a little bit too much
Now I can't read your texts without your accent and it sucks
It sucks!
'Cause I wanna call you on the drive
Oh I've barely left your side
And I'm dying
Oh I'm dying
I won't save your number
I'll remember your name
Get lost just to pretend I wasn't saving a place
Next to you
You're so cool, baby
Tripping over everything and nothing at all
But poetry is jealous of the way that you talk
Next to you
You're so cool baby, be cool
I keep it cool around you
I keep it cool, it cool
I keep it cool around you
Oh wouldn't that be cool?
I keep it cool around you
I keep it cool, it cool
I keep it cool around you
Be cool, be cool, be cool
Won't risk a dirty thought on such a clean slate
As you
It's foolish
Cause I know that no one's ever really keeping score
Of the ways that I've been picturing you passenger
With one hand out the roof
And I don't wanna jinx it
With wishful thinking
That's when right goes wrong
I'm not superstitious
I'm paying attention
But keep my fingers crossed
I won't save your number
I'll remember your name
Get lost just to pretend I wasn't saving a place
Next to you
You're so cool, baby
Tripping over everything and nothing at all
But poetry is jealous of the way that you talk
Next to you
You're so cool baby, be cool
I've memorized your voice a little bit too much
Now I can't read your texts without your accent and it sucks
It sucks!
'Cause I wanna call you on the drive
Oh I've barely left your side
And I'm dying
Oh I'm dying
I won't save your number
I'll remember your name
Get lost just to pretend I wasn't saving a place
Next to you
You're so cool, baby
Tripping over everything and nothing at all
But poetry is jealous of the way that you talk
Next to you
You're so cool baby, be cool
I keep it cool around you
I keep it cool, it cool
I keep it cool around you
Oh wouldn't that be cool?
I keep it cool around you
I keep it cool, it cool
I keep it cool around you
Be cool, be cool, be cool
Credits
Writer(s): Abigail Rose Kenna, Sean Craffey
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