I love New York City, but I can't stay at the Carlyle anymore

My head and bed were messy from the night before

Sunflowers at the door

We said that it was over, what'd you send 'em for?

If I'm being honest, let 'em sit outside of 701

Except for that one

I pressed between those two pages of Hemingway poems we love

Probably because

Two things can be true

I'll love and hate you

I'll be your best and your worst day

I'll be your blessing and curse, babe, yeah

Sometimes I'll cut and ghost

But sometimes I'll get too close

You're nothing and everything I got to lose

Two things can be true, mmm

Two things can be true

The next 120 hours I was obsessively looking at my phone

And checking your location, did you make it home?

Are you feeling alone?

Are we turning into people that we used to know?

If I'm being honest

Couldn't get to Carolina quick enough, I'm not giving up

Chartered a plane to your doorstep

We made up in your bed

Probably because

Two things can be true

I'll love and hate you

I'll be your best and your worst day

I'll be your blessing and curse, babe, yeah

Sometimes I'll cut and ghost

Sometimes I'll get too close

You're nothing and everything I got to lose

Two things can be true (You know I'll be your best and I'll be your worst day)

Two things can be true

My eyes are green (My eyes are green)

Yeah, your jeans are blue

I wish it was that easy

When it comes to me and you

Two things can be true

I'll love and hate you

I'll be your best and your worst day

But you wouldn't want it any other way, yeah

Sometimes I'll cut and ghost

But, baby, don't let me go

You're nothing and everything I got to lose (I got to lose)

Two things can be true, oh yeah (You know I'll be your best and I'll be your worst day)

Two things can be true (I'll cut and I'll ghost, don't let me go)

Mmm

Ooh, yeah