Mama says, watch out The router is out If only I had listened to her Now it's too late, too late Now I see the background of this crowd Comment your holiday picture with fuck you Tinder picture with gang signs But hang alone in front of the screen I know every shit tutorial How to build a split up But if you want to talk like that I give up on long conflicts You call three times I answer once I call you three times You go You and me Feel it That must be love You and me Feel it That must be love Okay, kay, kay, kay, kay, kay, okay She sends me a peace sign with kisses I flame back Send you a heart, she writes, come here And sends a standard fanzine Yeah, she sends pics, I send one another Sends peaches, rain drops, everything Except a word that describes What's going on with us 100 girls in the city Are online and true And if it doesn't work out with us I missed one of the chances But if it's between us Am I free or sad? By God, I don't know You and me Feel it That must be love You and me Feel it That must be love That must be love Okay, kay, kay, kay, kay, kay, okay