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 bein' 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 blessin' and curse, babe, yeah
Sometimes I'll cut and ghost
But sometimes I'll get too close
You're nothin' and everythin' I got to lose
Two things can be true
Two things can be true

The next hundred-twenty hours
I was obsessively lookin' at my phone
And checkin' your location, did you make it home?
Are you feelin' alone?
Are we turnin' into people
that we used to know?
If I'm bein' honest
Couldn't get to Carolina quick enough
I'm not givin' 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 blessin' and curse, babe, yeah
Sometimes I'll cut and ghost
Sometimes I'll get too close
You're nothin' and everythin' I got to lose
Two things can be true
(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 nothin' and everythin' I got to lose (I got to lose)
Two things can be true
(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 in)

Mmm
Oh-yeah