歌詞
He gave me his jumper, I gave him my word
At least for the moment till I got bored
Curated a playlist, I played it twice
Hmm he was nice
Collecting postcards and stories to tell my friends on couches
Downing wine, howling recounting the embarrassments
Caught in a whirlwind international rapture
Could be love or a natural disaster
Oh another
Xoxo, kinda wanna be your late night
Stepping onto the next flight
Sign off hugs and kisses
Unforgettable, we forget it anyway
Not really an ex, more like an xoxo
I gave him a souvenir, he gave me a memory
Sneak into bar fights, a break from the daily
It was a longshot, short and sweet
Hmm he was sweet
Collecting postcards and stories to look back on at stations
On a quest to be noticed with little explanation
Xoxo, kinda wanna be your late night
Stepping onto the next flight
Sign off hugs and kisses
Unforgettable, we forget it anyway
Not really an ex, more like an xoxo
Written by: Easha Nandyala, Jack Wilson
