i can make anything about you
just watch me
watch me make everything about you

my friends are talking about
video games and movies or whatnot
i jump in to tell them that you stream that game
or you were watching that movie last time we spoke

my friends have even told me to go out
and meet new guys just to feel something new
maybe a change of scenery
will make me forget about you

but these boys that i see
don't got your face nor your voice
they aren't shrouded with such mystery
and these boys, when they talk to me
they're so fucking rude, it gets exhausting

my standards are so high
my standards are you
they say one wrong thing
i roll my eyes and have them kiss my ass goodbye

but you could call me all the slurs in the world
and i'd still fall at your feet
you could use my body like it's nothing
and i'd still beg for you to touch me

over and over and over again
i swear, i sound a little bit crazy
but you don't understand
you're the man of my dreams

and i don't know how to give this up
when you actually show up in my dreams
when i sleep at night alone in my bed
i'm half naked, wish you were here

then i wake up the next morning
your face is the first thing that pops up in my head
and when i talk about anything
think about anything

it's always about you
i'm so fucking screwed