Out Of Style Lyrics

How your bedroom look?
How your stepdad doing?
Tell me
Is the weather nice way out
In the middle of nowhere?
I guess that's rude
It's only weather
But to be fair
Geographically speaking
I did better

Oh, let it go, and I'll
Let it go, you can
Let me know when we
Can be close again
But if you call and I
Don't wanna answer my phone
It's 'cause

I'm in California
Cope with rum and cola
You're fucking around
With guys who can't afford ya
Blame it on the miles
You're just in denial
I just wanna know
When the hell did love
Go out of style?

When the hell did love
Go out of style?
I just wanna know
When the hell did love
Go out of style?

My room looks dope
I bought these LED lights
But no one knows I'm alone
Like, pretty much every weeknight
Heard you're pregnant
That's cool, I guess
But can you make your whole room
Glow three different shades of red?
She said just

Let it go, and I'll
Let it go, you can
Let me know when we
Can be close again
But if you call and I
Don't wanna answer my phone
It's 'cause

I'm in California
Cope with rum and cola
You're fucking around
With guys who can't afford ya
Blame it on the miles
You're just in denial
I just wanna know
When the hell did love
Go out of style?

When the hell did love
Go out of style?
I just wanna know
When the hell did love
Go out of style?

(Oh, oh, oh)
(When the hell did love)
(Go out of style?)

I'm in California
Cope with rum and-
(Cope with rum and-)

I'm in California
Cope with rum and cola
You're fucking around
With guys who can't afford ya
Blame it on the miles
You're just in denial
I just wanna know
When the hell did love
Go out of style?

When the hell did love
Go out of style?
I just wanna know
When the hell did love
Go out of style?