ZOOM

Girl, from a distance you look a bit too much I feel like zooming in, just to feel you Friday, Saturday or Sunday let's hit your place or mine, it's all the same to me In my head we've already split a pair of earbuds listening to that scratched record nobody else can stomach sitting on the dirty curb right by that subway station I'd offer you a warm, cheap beer and you'd take it just for the irony of the whole thing I spend my 3 AMs writing cinematic screenplays where I'm the clumsy but mysteriously quiet guy who trips over his own Converse and you find it adorable But my nervous system always betrays me! My hands go freezing cold and my vocabulary completely drops The second you step into my time zone! Yeah, the second you step into my time zone! The great subversive romance of our generation is actually just a pathetic fabrication of my own anxiety and it ends with me leaning against the peeling paint of this pub pretending I'm super busy reading a beer label while you walk past laughing with some guy who actually knows how to pull off a leather jacket But my nervous system always betrays me! My hands go freezing cold and my vocabulary completely drops The second you step into my time zone! Yeah, the second you step into my time zone! So the "zoom" is gonna stay strictly on my phone screen accidentally liking your pictures from three years ago because up close, the friction of the concrete world always ruins the best part of the daydream.