Staring at the ceiling with you
Oh, you don't ever say too much
And you don't really read into
My melancholia
I've been under scrutiny
You handle it beautifully
All this shit is new to me
I feel the lavender haze creepin' up on me
Surreal, I'm damned if I do give a damn what people say
No deal, the 1950s shit they want from me
I just wanna stay in that lavender haze
Mmm, mmm, mm-mmm
Mmm, mmm, mm-mmm
Mmm, mmm, mm-mmm
Mmm, mmm, mm-mmm
All they keep askin' me
Is if I'm gonna be your bride
The only kind of girl they see
Is a one-night or a wife
I find it dizzyin'
They're bringin' up my history
But you weren't even listenin'
I feel the lavender haze creepin' up on me
Surreal, I'm damned if I do give a damn what people say
No deal, the 1950s shit they want from me
I just wanna stay in that lavender haze
Mmm, mmm, mm-mmm
Mmm, mmm, mm-mmm
Mmm, mmm, mm-mmm
Mmm, mmm, mm-mmm
