One, two, three
I took the first bus
You're runnin' late, I texted, "No rush"
You hit me back with, "L-O-L, what?"
And then I realized
I missed the "How 'bout next week?"
At least half the time
It's funny conversation 'bout the breeze outside
And people watching while we say that this is fine
And it might be a lie
But either way, I don't really mind
'Cause when I scream for ice cream
You scream 'cause you don't even like me or ice cream
We scream for pretty different things, but I think
We could be a pretty different thing if you think
And it sounds like
Do-do, do-do, do-do
Do-do, do-do, do-do-do-do
Do-do, do-do, do-do
Do-do, and it sounds like
Do-do, do-do, do-do
Do-do, do-do, do-do-do-do
Do-do-do-do, do-do-do, do
I played a good song
The kind that you could write a book on
You changed it halfway through the chorus
And then I realized
I didn't like it that much anyway (honestly, this song f- sucks)
At least half the time
It's funny conversation 'bout the breeze outside
And sipping on some coffee that we say is fine
And it might be a lie
Either way, I don't really mind
'Cause when I scream for ice cream
You scream 'cause you don't even like me or ice cream
We scream for pretty different things, but I think
We could be a pretty different thing if you think
And it sounds like
Do-do, do-do, do-do
Do-do, do-do, do-do-do-do
Do-do, do-do, do-do
Do-do, and it sounds like
Do-do, do-do, do-do
Do-do, do-do, do-do-do-do
Do-do-do-do, do-do-do, do
And it sounds like
I scream for ice cream
You scream 'cause you don't even like me or ice cream
We scream for pretty different things, but I think
We could be a pretty different thing if you think
And it sounds like