Written by Jeremy Allen Freedman, Jesse Rutherford, Zachary Abels
B G#m All I am is a man D#m F# I want the world in my hands B I hate the beach G#m D#m But I stand in California F# with my toes in the sand B Use the sleeves on my sweater G#m Let's have an adventure D#m F# Head in the clouds but my gravity's centered B G#m Touch my neck and I'll touch yours D#m F# You in those little high waisted shorts Oh B She knows what I think about G#m And what I think about D#m One love, two mouths F# One love, one house B No shirt, no blouse G#m Just us, you find out D#m F# Nothing I really wanna tell you about, no B G#m 'Cause it's too cold whoa D#m For you here F# And now B G#m So let me hold whoa D#m F# Both your hands in the holes of my sweater B And if I may just take your breath away G#m I don't mind if there's not much to say D#m Sometimes the silence guides your mind F# So move to a place so far away B The goosebumps start to race G#m The minute that my left hand meets your waist D#m And then I watched your face F# Put my finger on your tongue 'Cause you love to taste yeah B These hearts adore G#m Everyone the other beat hard is for D#m Inside this place is warm F# Outside it starts to pour B Coming down G#m One love, two mouths D#m One love, one house F# No shirt, no blouse B Just us, you find out G#m Nothing I really wanna tell you about D#m F# No No No! B G#m 'Cause it's too cold whoa D#m For you here F# And now B G#m So let me hold whoa D#m F# Both your hands in the holes of my sweater B G#m 'Cause it's too cold whoa D#m For you here F# And now B G#m So let me hold whoa D#m F# Both your hands in the holes of my sweater ( B G#m D#m F# ) B G#m D#m F# Whoa, Whoa, Whoa, Whoa, B G#m Whoa, whoa... D#m F# Whoa, whoa...(x4) B G#m 'Cause it's too cold whoa D#m For you here F# And now B G#m So let me hold whoa D#m F# Both your hands in the holes of my sweater B G#m 'Cause it's too cold whoa D#m For you here F# And now B G#m So let me hold whoa D#m F# Both your hands in the holes of my sweater B G#m It's too cold, it's too cold D#m F# The hands of my sweater.