Fantasy Lyrics

I went downtown to a place I've played before

I looked around

He's backstage by the door

Sitting by his amp

He smiled at me

The man in the band is a fan of me, you see

I wear his merch

Guitar picks in my purse

His and hers

What it's worth

He said, "Haley, you outplay me"

He's an artist

He's a player

In the car I'll kiss him later

He's a dream

He's so real

And I know how his mic feels

We speak in lyrics

He lifts my spirits

Each other's VIP

He's my fantasy

He loves my music

His playlist proves it

I'm a fan of a man in a band

And the man in the band is a fan of me

He's a fan of me

He's my fantasy

He's a fan of me

He's my fantasy

Headliner with the heart of an opening act

He's designer but chill like off-the-rack

And whenever I play he's singing every word

His friends all say, "He's got it bad for her"

He wears my merch

Guitar picks in my purse

His and hers

What it's worth

He said, "Baby, you're amazing"

I'm an artist

I'm a player

In the car he'll kiss me later

I'm a dream

I'm a singer

And he's wrapped around my fingers

We speak in lyrics

He lifts my spirits

Each other's VIP

He's my fantasy

He loves my music

His playlist proves it

I'm a fan of a man in a band

And the man in the band is a fan of me

He's a fan of me

He's my fantasy

He's a fan of me

He's my fantasy

And if we breakup

One day we call it quits

Of course, it would suck

But at least we'd write some hits

Mutual muses

Beautiful music

Our memory persists

Best song on the setlist

We speak in lyrics

He lifts my spirits

Each other's VIP

He's my fantasy

He loves my music

His playlist proves it

I'm a fan of a man in a band

And the man in the band is a fan of me

He's a fan of me

He's my fantasy

He's a fan of me

He's my fantasy

He's a fan of me