She asked me where's my mind gone
'Cause it's not here
And says there's nothing wrong
If she's here with me

But truth is I'm trouble
And my thoughts unravel
And I think about the nights
With a past lover
And I'm feeling guilty
'Cause even after all this time

All I can think about is
Black vespa, 3am
Get no sleep in my bed
Undress me and my heart
And I remember looking at you thinking
Shit, this is art

Black vespa, 3am
Get no sleep in my bed
Undress me and my heart
And I remember looking at you thinking
Shit, this is art

And I'm an art collector
This is art
This is art

When she takes me out
I'm looking for someone else
But when this bottle's done
Maybe I'll come to my senses

'Cause truth is I'm trouble
And my thoughts unravel
And I think about the nights
With a past lover
And I'm feeling guilty
'Cause I've really fucked it up this time

Still all I think about is
Black vespa, 3am
Get no sleep in my bed
Undress me and my heart
And I remember looking at you thinking
Shit, this is art

Black vespa, 3am
Get no sleep in my bed
Undress me and my heart
And I remember looking at you thinking
Shit, this is art

And I'm an art collector
This is art
This is art
This is art

Dopamine floods my senses
And suddenly I'm on a highway
Going straight to her place
Is where I wanna be
Stuck at a traffic light
Why are there traffic lights?

I'm moving on but it's not a crime
When the Sun's gone you're still on my mind
It takes ten minutes from your place to mine
If you don't get stuck on the traffic lights
In your
Black vespa, black vespa, black vespa
Black vespa, black vespa, black vespa

Black vespa, 3am
Get no sleep in my bed
Undress me and my heart
And I remember looking at you thinking
Shit, this is art

Black vespa, 3am
Get no sleep in my bed
Undress me and my heart
And I remember looking at you thinking
Shit, this is art

This is art
This is art
This is art
We were art