She loves Sofia Coppola
I love her state of mind
She writes reviews of movies
That she watches to pass the time
I've got a big idea
That we could cry like Florence Pugh
I've got a big idea
I'd join a cult to cry with you
Yeah I've got a big idea
To join a cult and cry with you
Looking like a vision
With your hair swept out your face
You can see just looking at her
That that girl has taste
Covered up in roses
Wearing braids down to your knees
I just wanna shoot the shit with you until I leave
Yeah, I just wanna shoot the shit with you so I can breathe
She said she might move off to New York with some friends
Said she was scared of driving so this solved all her problems
I've got a big idea that you could stay and learn to fly
Already got the wings so tell me what's it hurt to try
Yeah, already got the wings so tell me what's it hurt to try
Looking like a vision
With your hair swept out your face
You can see just looking at her
That that girl has taste
Covered up in roses
Wearing braids down to your knees
I just wanna shoot the shit with you until I leave
Yeah, I just wanna shoot the shit with you so I can breathe
She loves Sofia Coppola
I love her state of mind