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[Verse 1]
Ariana on the couch, phone glow, zoomed in
Screenshot shrine, whole folder of him
“Kayden, Levy, break my spine”
Girl, touch grass, step outside

Narmeen in the group chat, caps lock stuck
New K crush every week like “this the one”
Streaming stats look like full-time work
Knows his blood type, shoe size, birthmark, quirks (that’s wild)

[Pre-Chorus]
Posters on the ceiling, can’t see the paint
Falling for a drawing, calling him “my saint”
You say “he’s real in my heart” like that’s deep
But your heart’s wi-fi, girl, it’s lagging in 4G

[Chorus]
You’re in love with pixels, subtitles and clips
Arguing in forums like “he’s mine, sis”
Both of you delulu, certified sick
But honestly, it’s kinda iconic

They’re in love with pixels, freeze-frames and flips
Name every boy, can’t remember their zip
Both of you delulu, certified stan
I clown you hard but I still hold your hand (yeah)

[Verse 2]
Ariana daydream date, panels and frames
Romance built in thirty colored pages
Swooning over silver hair, tragic past
Girl, he ain’t texting back, he ain’t got an app

Narmeen got a bias list, scroll for miles
Screaming at a fancam, rewinds, rewinds
You say you “know his soul” from a dance
You know three lyrics and a hair color, relax

[Pre-Chorus]
Front row of the screen like it’s a real show
Pausing every close-up, breathing real slow
You talk about them like they pay your rent
But your bank account know where the money went (merch pile)

[Chorus]
You’re in love with pixels, subtitles and clips
Arguing in forums like “he’s mine, sis”
Both of you delulu, certified sick
But honestly, it’s kinda iconic

They’re in love with pixels, freeze-frames and flips
Name every boy, can’t remember their zip
Both of you delulu, certified stan
I clown you hard but I still hold your hand (hey)

[Bridge]
Late night call like
“Did you see that scene?” (calm down)
Three-hour rant ’bout a boy on a screen (wow)
You roast each other but defend your kings
Keyboard knights with the matching rings

And yeah, you’re clowns
And yeah, it’s loud
But when you freak out
I’m kinda proud (okay…)

[Chorus]
You’re in love with pixels, subtitles and clips
Arguing in forums like “he’s mine, sis”
Both of you delulu, certified sick
But honestly, it’s kinda iconic

They’re in love with pixels, freeze-frames and flips
Name every boy, can’t remember their zip
Both of you delulu, hopeless and planned
But I’ll be front row in your screaming fan-cam (let’s go)