R.I.P. the idea of you

It's hard and it hurts
Because it was the promise of something potentially wonderful
Okay, but you're not addicted to him
You're addicted to the idea (the idea)
A fantasy (fantasy)

Ah-ah-ah-ah
Mm-mm, hey
Hey-hey-hey
Mm, mm-mm-mm
Mm-mm-mm

Every time I go sleep
I see movies that only I dream
What we could've been, should've been
You were such a perfect casting for the role
Tried to call you back, but your issues said, hello
Oh, wait, fuck I wish that this could have been fate
But when did love ever go my way
Now and then these days, all I do is say

Rest in peace the idea of you-ooh, ooh-ooh
The idea of you-ooh, ooh-ooh

Now (yeah), everyone gather around (mm)
Setting the scene, a fantasy, that I've been thinking about
Okay, your arms round my waist (yeah)
Hands holding my face (mm)
Emotional maturity that's twenty plus your age
Gotta keep myself from coming off delulu
Tryna keep myself from checking all that you do, oh-oh-oh, mm

Rest in peace the idea of you-ooh, ooh-ooh
The idea of you-ooh, ooh-ooh-ah

Ooh-ooh-ooh
Oh, oh, the idea
Oh, oh, the idea
Da-ah (hah), da-ah (hah)
Ah-ah, ah-ah

Oh, I was close to this starting line
Adrenaline always been an addictive fire
Never could, never really identify
Then I'll like you or the man I made up in my mind
Oh, I was close to this starting line
Adrenaline always been an addictive fire
Never could, never really identify
Then I'll like you, or the idea of—