This is a song about "Walk the moon"

As i light one for ill will

While on the moon guess i'm micheal

Leaving you laying there like your gazin at the moon

Made some moves, now i'm known to spit december in june

Did nothing but shoot for the moon since (pew)

He the rebel, i'm the daughter waitin' for you

I walk into the fuckin bar

Hope my city is not too far

But now, there's no moon- the sky is all black.

Lying to the children when she know you ain't the dad

And her smile lit up the room

Soon zooming to the moon in tune,

But every time we book, we stay in our green room

Some girls pull the dudes, literally, like the moon