The Wrecks Out Of Style Lyrics

How’s your bedroom look

How your step dad doing

And tell me is the weather nice way out in the middle of nowhere

I guess that’s rude

It’s only weather

But to be fair geographically speaking I did better

Let it go

And I’ll let it go

You can let me know

When we can be close again

But if you call and I don’t wanna answer my phone

It’s cause

I’m in California

Cope with rum and cola

You’re fucking around with guys who can’t afford ya

Blame it on the miles

You’re just in denial

I just wanna know when the hell did love go out of style

When the hell did love go out of style

I just wanna know when the hell did love go out of style

My room looks dope

I bought these LED lights

But no one knows I’m alone like

Pretty much every week night

Heard you’re pregnant

That’s cool I guess

But can you make your whole room glow 3 different shades of red

She said just

Let it go

And I’ll let it go

You can let me know

When we can be close again

But if you call and I don’t wanna answer my phone

I’m in California

Cope with rum and cola

You’re fucking around with guys who can’t afford ya

Blame it on the miles

You’re just in denial

I just wanna know when the hell did love go out of style

When the hell did love go out of style

I just wanna know when the hell did love go out of style