Lyrics:
She fixes her lips, theyalways looks perfect...Never a smudge line,Never too mu-ch.I try on my blue shirt...She told me she liked it, once.She wonders what I'll wear,She knows just what she'll wear,She al-ways wears blue.So sneakers or flipflops?I'm starting to panic.Remember she asked you,'Remember to bre-athe,And every-thing will be o-kay.'Okay...Okay...Alright...Alright...Alright...Alright...Alright...Alright...