I pull up with the sun Just put some chapstick on I'm mixing signals twisting But I'm not gonna tell you What you want I told a joke or two We snuck up to the roof You pointed at the coupe and said It's so complicated but I'm working on it Being bad, living fast Young love and based vans Been broke but still got cash She plays woke but still old fashioned Lot of hills that I could die up on tonight But I won't say a word Unless it's feeling right I can't keep a straight face Getting back to my ways Bittersweet but can't lose Got a lemon San Pelli juice All your fancy things, gone Used em all up in my songs Betting I couldn't go so long I pull up with the sun Just put some Chapstick on I'm mixing signals twisting But I'm not gonna tell you What you want I told a joke or two We snuck up to the roof You pointed at the coupe and said It's so complicated but I'm working on it