It’s 2 A.M. and I’m back online
DSL singin’ lullabies
I should sleep, but I need that track
The one with the bootleg radio crack

I type your name in the search bar slow
MP3 gold, baby, audio glow
Ignore the virus, skip the ad
Clickin’ play like a girl gone mad

They say it’s wrong,
They say it’s theft
But baby, I just call it love in compressed

I’m stuck on download, stuck on you
Bufferin’ hearts in a peer-to-peer queue
One more song, I swear I’ll quit
But the hook’s too tight and the beat can hit

From B-sides, leaks, to demos in bloom
I’m stealing love from your bedroom tune
So sue me now, or sing along too
I’m addicted, baby, to bootlegs of you

My playlist reads like a ransom note
Burnt on discs, labeled in my coat
You’re track nine, but you feel like one
A guilty pleasure on the run

Your voice loops on like a phantom twin
A glitchy whisper I’m tangled in
I don’t need fame, I just need bass
To drown out this suburban space

They say it’s crime,
But I feel art
And piracy’s just how I stole your heart
(oh, yo-ho)

I’m stuck on download, stuck on you
Trading mixtapes like they’re something new
I ripped your soul at 128
Even scrambled bits still resonate

From heartbreak hooks to underground hues
I’m skipping sleep just to steal your tune
So shut me down or press resume
I’m addicted, baby, to bootlegs of you

And yeah I know, it’s not quite clean
This love in folders and bit rate dreams
But if I had to pay to feel this high
I’d pirate your kiss a thousand times

I’m stuck on download, stuck on you
No liner notes, no debut view
Hearts rewind in a lo-fi haze
In stolen waves where you drift my way

From bedroom shows to stolen cues
I’m livin’ loud on your leaked debut
So call me wrong, but what else is new?
I’m addicted, baby, to bootlegs of you