Sweaters - Blanks

Amsterdam on a Tuesday night

Don’t know anyone, but I guess that that’s alright

Drinks and smiles, tryna fake good times

Telling everyone about how they got inside

Don’t know why this ain’t feeling right

Maybe I just don’t get this vibe

Why are we tryna fool ourselves

We know we rather be, rather be somewhere else

Why don’t we stay inside for the night

Sweaters as dressing code, watching our favorite show

Why don’t we stay inside for the night

Green tea instead of blow, baby lets take it slow

Nobody around

Telling us about

His friend whose cousin knew Post Malone

Why don’t we stay inside for the night

Sweaters as dressing code, watching our favorite show

Hollywood on a Wednesday night

In a limousine, hoping to be seen

Getting drunk, it’s called good times

Its the atmosphere, get me out of here

Why are we tryna fool ourselves

We know we’re rather somewhere else

Why don’t we stay inside for the night

Sweaters as dressing code, watching our favorite show

Why don’t we stay inside for the night

Green tea instead of blow, baby lets take it slow

Nobody around

Telling us about

His friend whose cousin knew Post Malone

Why don’t we stay inside for the night

Sweaters as dressing codes, watching our favorite show

Don’t know why this ain’t feeling right

Maybe I just don’t get this vibe

Why are we tryna fool ourselves

We know we rather be, rather be somewhere else

Why don’t we stay inside for the night

Sweaters as dressing code, watching our favorite show

Why don’t we stay inside for the night

Green tea instead of blow, baby lets take it slow

Nobody around

Telling us about

His friend whose cousin knew Post Malone

Why don’t we stay inside for the night

Sweaters as dressing code, watching our favorite show