green screen

I'm bored

It's late, the stores

Are closed and I'd explore

My phone I have some more

Emotions to look for

I know you know I know I don't know you

But I can still imagine

Is that cool ooh?

Ooh, ooh

Sometimes we just wanna be

Some melodramatic teens

In the feels

Make it feel real

Maybe like

"Oh, why won't you love me?"

"Why did you hurt me?" (Oh, no, oh, no)

"Why am I hurting?" (It's drama, drama, oh, no)

Things I pretend to have experienced

Tell me that I'm sad, oh well, maybe I really am

And now I can't rewind

Come and hit me

Oh, oh

Notes on every string

Making each one sting

Then it goes again like

Ooh, ooh

Come again

Oh, oh

Kissing the green screen

Making me feel things

Then it goes again like

Ooh, ooh

I don't know what you mean

You say it's just a screen

It is reality for me

Sometimes we just wanna be

Some melodramatic teens

In the feels

Make it feel real

Building up anticipating

Something we don't know

But I will go

Come and hit me

Oh, oh

Notes on every string

Making each one sting

Then it goes again like

Ooh, ooh

Come again

Oh, oh

Kissing the green screen

Making me feel things

Then it goes again like

Ooh, ooh