day run out

Frank Ocean in the background while I shower
And I'm watching you dress
I laugh when you freak out about your
Hair
Because you're cute when you stress
There's something 'bout the way that she loves me
When she sees me start to get ugly
Frank Ocean in the background while I shower
Goddamn, you're the best

It don't matter what we do, l'd waste NY time with you
Fly to Paris or your parents, go somewhere with a view
There's my paradise, laying on the couch
We're just watching the day run out

There's something 'bout her accent
Makes me wonder where the hell she came from
And she cooks just like my mama
And her manners make me feel right at home
I love the way she says that she loves me
Even when I start to get ugly
There's something 'bout her accent
And the way that we dance when we're drunk

It don't matter what we do, I'd waste my time with you
Fly to Paris or your parents, go somewhere with a view
There's my paradise, laying on the couch
We're just watching the day run out
Every time you look at me, it gives me self-esteem
You don't got a lotta time but waste it all on me
There's my paradise, laying on the couch
We're just watching the day run out

Black coffee, wake up when we wanna
'Cause we got no place to be
Got your hair tied up, you kinda smell whiskey
No, I wouldn't change a thing

It don't matter what we do, l'd waste my time with you
Fly to Paris or your parents, go somewhere with a view
There's my paradise, laying on the couch
We're just watching the day run out
Every time you look at me, it gives me self-esteem
You don't got a lotta time but waste it all on me
There's my paradise, laying on the
Couch
We're just watching the day run out

Black coffee, wake up when we wanna
'Cause we got no place to be
Got your hair tied up, you kinda smell whiskey
No, I wouldn't change a thing