作词 : Gracie Abrams/Paul Mescal
作曲 : Gracie Abrams/Paul Mescal
I felt you in the morning in the kitchen
And it spooked me 'cause you weren't there
Thought I heard you, so I stopped and really listened
You said, "Something, something, something" wasn't fair

So I stopped and filled the gaps
I'm sorry, but I have to ask
If you could do me just a little favor
I'll return it later, promise not to laugh
I talk to you, you don't talk back
'Cause you're a figment of my imagination
And I ****ing hate it
I hate it

You don't know even half of what you're missing
I'm cool now if you even care
Do you remember all the shit I broke? Well, I fixed it
Kick your shoes off, go and leave 'em by the stairs
But you don't

So I stop and fill the gaps
I'm sorry, but I have to ask
If you could do me just a little favor
Tell me I'm no failure, promise not to laugh
I got it wrong, let's run it back
Don't be a figment of my imagination
But you are, and I ****ing hate it

Is it me or is it so hot?
Is it time to take our clothes off?
And is it wrong I'm thinking this thought?

Well, I felt you in the morning in the kitchen
But you were unaware