I took the first bus, you're running late, I text you no rush You hit me back with LOL, what? And then I realized, I missed a how bout next week At least half the time, it's funny conversation bout the breeze outside And people watching while we say that this is fine And it might be a lie, but either way I don't really mind Cause when I scream for ice cream, you scream cause you don't even like me Or I scream, we scream for pretty different things But I think we could be a pretty different thing if you think And it sounds like I played a good song, the kind that you could write a book on You changed it halfway through the chorus And then I realized I didn't like it that much anyway At least half the time It's funny conversation by the breeze outside And sipping on some coffee that we say is fine And it might be a lie Either way I don't really mind Cause when I scream for ice cream You scream cause you don't even like me Or I scream, we scream for pretty different things But I think we could be a pretty different thing If you think And it sounds like And it sounds like And it sounds like I scream for ice cream You scream cause you don't even like me Or I scream, we scream for pretty different things But I think we could be a pretty different thing If you think And it sounds like