It's a field day But not in the sense that we're in elementary More like I'm-in-my-feels day Recalling the moment you wrote on my hand With a sharpie your little screen name And told all my friends that you liked me I didn't believe it, man, that's a real shame Oh man, that's a real shame
I'm scrolling all through your life And I'm thinking 'bout you tonight
If what I know now is what I knew then I would've made a move on you before you met him If I opened my mouth, bit the bullet and swooped in You and I would be way more than friends And not only strangers on the internet
Back in high school Somebody told me that you wanted me All to yourself, but secretly, I knew It had to be rumors, it didn't add up Now I say to myself that I ruined A perfectly good opportunity I should've followed you to the bedroom I slept in the guest room unfortunately
I'm scrolling all through your life And I'm thinking 'bout you tonight
If what I know now is what I knew then I would've made a move on you before you met him If I opened my mouth, bit the bullet and swooped in You and I would be way more than friends And not only strangers on the internet
I wonder if you ever I wonder if you ever think of me (If you ever, if you ever) I wonder if you ever (Do you ever think of me?) I wonder if you ever think of me When you're drivin' at night And you don't know where you're going But you call me up, na-na-na
If what I know now is what I knew then I would've made a move on you before you met him If I opened my mouth, bit the bullet and swooped in You and I would be way more than friends If what I know now is what I knew then (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) I would've made a move on you before you met him If I opened my mouth, bit the bullet and swooped in You and I would be way more than friends And not only strangers on the internet
Compositores: Scott Harris Friedman (Scott Friedman), Mark Carl Stolinski Williams, Mikael Marvin Temrowski (Quinn Xcii), Raul Cubino ECAD: Obra #26043950 Fonograma #21274565