I'm scrolling too much I'm going out more It's not the first time I've seen this photograph It's got me spaced out My life is so slow, why's it so slow? That photo hurts me 'Cause we look sixteen My eyes are happy You got those blue jeans You got me thinking I can't stop thinking And now I don't know Now I don't know Got me back there again All up in my head again Do you know it's been weeks Since I've had a good sleep You should've come home You should've come home I'm out on your street The sun's so heavy Its barely midday And I can't think straight It's hard to breathe in So I start smoking I know it's my fault I know it's my fault And you know, that it hurts too much Just to talk about you I can't stop talking about you Keep hearing about you They're talking about you But they're not talking about us And you know, that it hurts too much Just to talk about you I can't stop talking about you Keep hearing about you They're talking about you But they're not talking about us You got me back there again All up in my head again Do you know it's been weeks Since I've had a good sleep You should've come home You should've come home Mmmmmmm