Byzantine
[Verse 1]
I want Neil Young on your phone speaker in the morning
And f**k him if he just can’t see
This is how his songs are supposed to be heard
No more lectures on fidelity
I don’t believe in mysticism
Only in what science proves
Like the sex appeal of your sick dance moves
Ooh, wee, ooh, wee
[Chorus]
Put on your red beret, baby
Moonwalk naked across the room (Ooh)
Do something kinda unique to me
Do something that’ll make me swoon (Ooh)
That’s how I know that I’m not pretending
I know it’s not make believe (Ooh)
It’s only complicated if you want it to be
Do you know what I mean? It’s byzantine
[Verse 2]
I want Hi-Chews, playlists, smoking on the roof
And I love the way you look at me
Tennessee Williams in Stuart Weitzman boots
Yeah, you’re just too wild to believe
A fetish for athletic fashion
Running shoes and track stripe suits
I never heard of Sparks before
But I’m so glad you shared them with me
[Chorus]
Put on your red beret, baby
Moonwalk naked across the room (Ooh)
Do something kinda unique to me
Do something that’ll make me swoon (Ooh)
That’s how I know that I’m not pretending
I know it’s not make believe (Ooh)
It’s only complicated if you want it to be
Do you know what I mean? It’s byzantine
[Bridge]
Rollin’, crashin’, breakin’, splashing
Givin’, takin’, makin’, breakin’ promises
You got me high when I was low
Negative ions, come save my soul (Soul, soul)
[Chorus]
Put on your red beret, baby
Moonwalk naked across the room (Ooh)
Do something kinda unique to me
Do something that’ll make me swoon (Ooh)
That’s how I know that I’m not pretending
I know it’s not make believe (Ooh)
It’s only complicated if you want it to be
Do you know what I mean? It’s byzantine
[Outro]
It’s byzantine, it’s byzantine
It’s byzantine, it’s byzantine
