song by Arlo Parks
Cola lyrics

Yeah!
Link me to my own devices
It's better when your Coca Cola eyes are outta my face
I try to phone and no surprises
She's screaming from ear to ear in purple lace
So, take your work elsewhere, elsewhere
I loved you to dirt, and now I don't really care
'Cause you're running round over there
Yeah, you're running round over there
and now I don't really care
'Cause you're running round over there
Yeah, you're running round over there
and now I don't really care
'Cause you're running round over there

And I miss your t-shirt in the rain,
The one that makes you look like Jared Wayne
Eating grapes in the back of the party
Throwing hands cause she's drunk of Bacardi
I know it's kind of dumb, but I miss the way you dressed so punk
With back, and the stars, and the ripped up clothes
But you love your tough ground [?]
So, take your work elsewhere, elsewhere
I loved you to dirt, and now I don't really care
'Cause you're running round over there
Yeah, you're running round over there
and now I don't really care
'Cause you're running round over there
Yeah, you're running round over there
and now I don't really care
'Cause you're running round over there