Lyrics

Marissa and Jeremy—God’s favorite sitcom,
One tryna sleep, the other poppin’ off like a freakin’ pom-pom.

Look, baby… I know I was loud,
You were layin’ there peaceful, and I rolled in like a damn parade—proud.

Jeremy do you HATE me? Cause I love you
You needed a nap, a lil’ sacred rest,
And I came in like, “SHOTS? HUGS? WHO’S THE BEST?!”

I didn’t mean to fuck up the peace,
But loving you quietly is so last week.
You’re the human connector—soul made of silk,
And I’m over here churnin’ chaos like buttered milk.

You calm. You divine. You poetry in bed.
I’m a disco ball on fire with seventeen thoughts in my head.
I don’t mean to shout every time I love you,
But I got that megaphone heart—and no goddamn mute.

I’d whisper sweet nothings if I could sit still,
But instead I’m just SCREAMING my feelings uphill.
You deserve silence. You deserve chill.
You also deserve me in a crop top screamin’, “JEREMY YOU KILL!”

And yeah, the crew’s comin’ too—Lior, Carlos, Kealy, Steph, Melissa.
We all goin’ to Flora Farms. Let’s address the issue:
I’ll try to be quiet. I might tone it down.
But I also might cannonball into love like a goddamn clown.

’Cause I love you so, so, so, so, so much it hurts,
Like deep-soul-dive, cry-in-the-merlot, custom-made T-shirts.
And if bein’ loud is the price for this flame,
Then baby, wake up—I’m yellin’ your name.

So I’m sorry, babe. I’ll own the crime.
I broke the peace with too much rhyme.
But look in my eyes—this ain’t performative fluff:
I just love you too fuckin’ much.