It's probably been like two weeks
That I haven't hit you back
It's not what you think girl
Its not what it seems girl
4 AM phone calls
Late night knock on my door
This is so fucking bad
But I've never liked it more
Chorus:
We don't have to tell anyone, anyone ayy a
We can be a mystery
We don't have to tell anyone, anyone ayy a
We can be a mystery
I know your laying there all alone
So I'm gonna hear my phone ring
I'm chilling kinda tipsy at home
Thinking about the same thing
I can tell you're into me, into me
So fuck these games
And he can tell you're into me
From the way you say my name
Chorus:
We don't have to tell anyone, anyone ayy a
We can be a mystery
We don't have to tell anyone, anyone ayy a
We can be a mystery