Your hoodie’s still on my chair, soft and out of place
Cook for you, cool for you, I read it on your face
Me and you, big leagues crew, too much love for just one
Sky kid’s watching from above while the world keeps on running
You can be my queen, we make a powerful team
Soft served like ice cream, melting in a dream
Ripped from the scene but you’re still in my view
Every quiet morning tastes like Delly cream too
No more meat socks left on the floor tonight
No more shopping cart racing through neon light
Just you and the silence, just me and the sound
Of two hearts beating where love’s been found
I’m in despair when you’re gone from the room
Like a pair of shoes that don’t know who they’re for
Not much to care if you’re not in it too
But with you everything feels brand new
You left without saying it, left without a word
Now the house feels empty, not a note is heard
But I keep the door open, keep the porch light on
Hold your place here like you never were gone
Mustache jokes and chicken wiener nights
Messy blouse dancing in the kitchen lights
Chin to China, can’t beat what we do
Beatbox laughter, just me and you
Outer earth could spin, speed race fade to gray
Andrew Tate’s echo can’t wash you away
Huzz and macho man, they don’t mean a thing
When your name’s the only song I sing
Free place floors we danced on, bare and barefoot
Bubbly fart laughter, proof we were all the way through
It wasn’t perfect, but it was ours to keep
Now I’m wide awake counting all the sleep
I miss you like ice cream in the dead of July
Slow drip down fingers, sweet enough to cry
You were my warmest weather, my favorite view
And in the end I’m still waiting on you
So take my hand again, let the big leagues rest
You’re the only power team I want to test
Hoodie on my chair, come on back through
Cook for me, cool for me, just be you
Id die for you, no second thought, no doubt
I’d hold you till the moonlight is stuck on you
Big leagues quiet now, just me and your view
Too much love for only you, always trueI’m in despair when you’re not in my view
Like a pair of hands that don’t know what to do
Not much to care if it isn’t with you
But with you the night feels brand new
