You Can Get With 100+ Girls At Parties
Kylie Matarazzo
You changed your style and cut your hair
Tell your dad you're now the cool guy
Post a picture with her on your feed
With a cute caption, but I know
Your gaze is empty
You want to act tough
And like the boyfriend of the year
Too bad you don't convince anyone who knows you
You blocked me from everything
And cleaned up your Reels
Think erasing the past will change who you are?
But I know the taste of your mouth
And the way you disarmed yourself
When the door closed, your tough-guy pose
Crumbles completely
And in the dark you always beg me to stay
So go ahead, hook up with over a hundred girls at parties
Kiss other people until you forget my name
Try to be the perfect son
They always wanted, and send DMs
Pretending everything's okay
I'll change my name if you can handle
The weight of stalking me
When the day is over, you tell your friends
It was just a phase
Then good luck, man
Seriously, good luck, man
You'll walk the streets of São Paulo
Trying to forget me
Getting stuck in the Marginal Tietê traffic
Running from what happened
You'll spend hours and hours
In front of the Tietê River
Looking at that water and remembering our moments
You'll walk alone through Ibirapuera Park
Looking at the couples and remembering us
Our happy moments
Do you really think the fog of this gray city
Will be able to extinguish the fire
That was you and me?
And when you lie in your room
In the middle of the night, with your phone screen off
And the silence screaming, you'll look at the ceiling
And realize what you've done
She'll text you asking if you're awake
And you'll switch accounts just to see my online status
But inside, you'll be freezing
Remembering that the lap where you hid was mine
Remember who you really wanted to protect
You'll just be an extra
In the life you chose
So go ahead, hook up with over a hundred girls at parties
Spend all your time trying to erase me
Try to be the straight guy
They always wanted, and act all over
In front of everyone, I'll change my name
If you can handle the weight of this lie
When the show's over
You say you're fine, that we're over
Then good luck, man
You're going to need it, good luck, man