Jaden — Your Voice / Bethel NY

[Verse 1] I was starstruck, across from the Starbucks Sit on the curb, got some new Chucks But I still don't got a check [Chorus] Your voice plays in my head when I'm in my bed When I'm not feeling confident I hear it again My hand's on your leg I'm grindin' gears until the end (Grandma went to Woodstock) [Verse 2] I'm rollin' Backwood in the back of the whip now I'm drivin' and swervin' now (Save your tears for us in seven years) (You're mine, all mine) At least now I know what I been feelin' (You're mine, all mine) Girl I ain't mad 'cause none of it is real (Grandma went to Woodstock) There's no need to reinvent the wheel (No, oh, oh) [Refrain] The boy's up in the hills with this guitar Singin' about you Your voice plays in my head When I'm in bed When I'm not feeling confident I hear it again My hand's on your leg I'm grinding gears until the end Grandma went to Woodstock Grandma went to Woodstock Grandma went to Woodstock Grandma went to Woodstock [Chorus] Your voice plays in my head when I'm in my bed When I'm not feeling confident I hear it again My hand's on your leg I'm grindin' gears until the end (Grandma went to Woodstock) Oh, ooh-woah, oh, ooh-woah (Grandma went to Woodstock) [?] (Grandma went to Woodstock) Need me a [?] She's in a relationship Don't be a [?] by the fence Thought that we'd be more than friends [?] I thought it was something i said [Verse 3] Baby, I love you, goodbye (Bye) I thought we run out in paradise It's sad at the end, I'm surprised (Surprised) I swear LaLa Land, always makes me cry Rosé, a bucket of ice Then I put one up to the rest of our lives I'm alone on my sunset Havin' way too much fun for me to go home It's the kite by the trumpet I look at the funeral though, on my phone [Refrain] The boy's up in the hills with his guitar Singin' about you The boy's up in the hills with this guitar Singin' about you The boy's up in the hills with this guitar Singin' about you The boy's up in the hills with this guitar Singin' about you The boy's up in the hills with this guitar Singin' about you [Outro] There was a boy in the city There was a girl, she was pretty alone The world was their playground they flew ‘round got dizzy But then the girl got so busy that she couldn’t love him the same He had to walk through the pain He went missing Lucy and me on the trampoline, kissin' and he might not ever love that girl again But girl, you'll always be my best friend