Perfume floors Winter on my skin I try on a dress and you tell me if it fits Sun's dipping down We're watching the time You share your secrets and I spill mine I look like I know what I'm doing but most days Everything is still so confusing It's okay Giving advice I never use and hoping Maybe it'll still work for you Look at all the mess we've made Bloomies on a Saturday Lost inside the fitting rooms Asking me what you should choose Hoping time won't slip away Slip away Now I'm twenty something Kinda grown But still I don't shop the racks alone Sometimes I forget you're younger too Do we ever know what we're supposed to do I know that I look like I know what I'm doing but most days Everything is still so confusing It's okay Giving advice I never use and hoping Maybe it'll still work for you Look at all the mess we've made Bloomies on a Saturday Lost inside the fitting rooms Asking me what you should choose Hoping time won't slip away Slip away Don't buy heels you can't dance in Don't drink what you can't handle Don't call that guy when it's late You know nothing's ever casual And, babe, don't walk home alone I know from living before But I need you just as much Maybe then ever more Don't buy heels you can't dance in Don't drink what you can't handle Don't call that guy when it's late You know nothing's ever casual And babe don't walk home alone I know from living before But I need you just as much Maybe then ever more