Ask me after mini-golf, had to dress up like a dollAshley standing by for the phone callI'm over faking chemistry like it's an amenityOne more shitty date will be the death of meShowing up wearing a blindfoldI'm not here just to feed an egotisticalGuys, appetite, that's a black holeCan't wrap my head around itI've only made love on the internetSpelt it in alphabet soupIt's the truth, but I still try to manifestSomeone that I connect toBut I'm so confused, what's the use?Nothing's real, so I hit ejectI would rather take a spoon full of cinnamonCause I don't feel a centI, I, I, II've only made love on the internetLove on the internetI, I, IActing class, he was twenty-sixI was eighteen, now it kinda makes me sickHe pulled some shady lines, I really wish he never didWe'd be better off just sticking to the manuscriptNow he's DMing, it's so oldI'm out here but I'm getting kinda cynicalRomance put me in a chokeholdCan't wrap my head around itI've only made love on the internetSpelt it in alphabet soupIt's the truth, but I still try to manifestGotta manifest someone that I connect toBut I'm so confused, what's the use?Nothing's real, so I hit ejectI would rather take a spoon full of cinnamonCause I don't feel a centI, I've only made love on the internetLove on the internetMaybe I'm too hopelessly romanticTryna find somebody in the staticAlways goes as bad as I'd imagineI've had it, I've had itMore than those of love and an attractionWish I wasn't growing out of fashionAlways goes as bad as I'd imagineI've had it, I've only made loveOn the internet, spelt it in alphabet soupThat's the truth, but I still try to manifestSomeone that I connect toBut I'm so confused, what's the use?Nothing's real, so I hit ejectI would rather take a spoon full of cinnamonCause I don't feel a centI, I've only made love on the internetLove on the internet