A drink full of aspartame, I was terribly thirsty
With you I feel like I'm in paradise, it's how it was meant to be
Again I don't know what that was supposed to be
This is f*cking ridiculous
I'm making sweet popcorn in the microwave
My joints are lonely, come on, come on
they turn off my TV, and since
I have a couch and a blanket, you can get comfy on them
I'll play you Lana, Coldplay, jazz, whatever you want
The spider fell into its own web, and I have to have you
You drink Aperol, and I whisky
No games, unless it's a little poker or Dixit
Anise gummies and banana chips
Joints spinning like a frisbee
A calorie-free drink, full of aspartame
A bit of melancholy, but never again regret
A calorie-free drink, full of aspartame
Moments without replays, the ref doesn't call for VAR
We have red pupils like the streets of Amsterdam
I've got red eyes, 'cause you fell into my eye
And since love is rather blind, like
Stay at least for a moment for
Netflix and chill, HBO and bone, or a serious movie
If you want it can even be Fox or BBC
Please speak, a few sweet words, a few sweet moments
Everything here, except your lips, will be sugar-free
After all, we go together like, I don't know girl, peanut butter and jelly
Like home and vacation, pizza with pineapple or those salted pistachios in Nutella
Again for dinner we're eating the same breakfast cereal as yesterday on the couch
I'm sorry I'm not good with pretty melodies
I've locked you in my ribcage
A calorie-free drink, full of aspartame
A bit of melancholy but never again regret
A calorie-free drink, full of aspartame
Moments without replays, the ref doesn't call for VAR
We have red pupils like the streets of Amsterdam