About the Song
- Album: Stuck In LA Back to Album
- Release Date: 2024-11-08
- Duration: 2:24 min
A single room, a single bed, and Pringles instead of a stocked kitchen set the scene for something that looks a little like love. There are pretty eyes, long hair, fresh nails, and the same sweater worn again. Between plans to meet up and little details about hiking, reading, and yoga, an ordinary connection starts to feel like something more. Love Love places that hope in L.A., where being known seems to matter more than anything. But beneath the easy closeness is a question that never quite gets asked: does being friendly mean being in love? Then two days pass without a call. Worry fills the silence until a text explains that the girl has gone back to her country. The small details are still there, but now they mean something different. What seemed personal may have been kindness all along. The song leaves room for the hurt, the embarrassment, and the doubt that follow. There is a plan to head to the gym, but no neat answer about where friendliness ended and love was supposed to begin.

Lyrics
Met a girl, pretty eyes and pretty long hair When she walks and she talks it's like she don't care Single room, single bed, I think she's single No fridge, no microwave, just Pringles
I could tell this girl is new to L.A California In a city where being known is all that really matters No questions, no asking, it's kind of sweet no? Let alone, matter fact she never said no
Nails done, then she calls she wants to link up Different vibe, different style, she wants to make up She likes nature, she likes hiking, she likes to read the newsletter She likes yoga, kama sutra, she always wears the same sweater
I could tell this girl is new to L.A California In a city where being known is all that really matters No questions, no asking, it's kind of sweet no? Let alone, matter fact she never said no
Two days, no calls, where is she at? Is she okay, is she alright, should I check it out? She texted me, she said I'm sorry I had to go back to my country I guess it wasn't love, it was just her trying to be friendly
I took it personal, i thought she was into me personally I feel broken, I feel heartbroken, I'm feeling lonely Am I stupid? Am I crazy? Is this how it's supposed to feel? On my way to the gym brothers, I'm ready
I could tell this girl is new to L.A California In a city where being known is all that really matters No questions, no asking, it's kind of sweet no? Let alone, matter fact she never said no
I could tell this girl is new to L.A California In a city where being known is all that really matters No questions, no asking, it's kind of sweet no? Let alone, matter fact she never said no