If I talk to you
will you stick around?
I like the way you look
I like the way you touch
if you were my friend
do you think we could pretend?
that everything's alright
I know you like it when we fight.
uh oh hello
it's like a sunday night
we're smoking with the windows down
I know it's not polite
to always want to kiss and bite
uh oh hello
you look so good when you're a mess. I don't know why
the candy wrappers on the floor match your eyes
and when I pass the old high school I think of you
and all those summer nights we held hands and knew
uh oh hello
