Closer

Hey, I was doing just fine before I met you
I think too much, and that's an issue, but I'm okay
Hey, tell your friends it was nice to meet them
But I hope I never see them again

I know it breaks your heart
Moved to the city in a broke-down car, and
Four years, no calls
Now you're looking pretty in a hotel, and
I-I-I can't stop
No, I-I-I can't stop

So, baby, pull me closer
In the front seat of your Rover
That I know you can't afford
Like that tattoo on your shoulder

Remember when you told me
'Bout that mattress that you stole
From your roommate back in Boulder
We ain't ever getting older

We ain't ever getting older
No, we ain't ever getting older

You look as good as the day I met you
I forget just why I left you, I was insane
Stay and play that Blink-182 song
That we beat to death in Tucson, okay

I know it breaks your heart
Moved to the city in a broke-down car, and
Four years, no call
Now I'm looking pretty in a hotel, and
I-I-I can't stop (can't stop)
No, I-I-I can't stop

So, baby, pull me closer
In the front seat of your Rover
That I know you can't afford
Like that tattoo on your shoulder

Remember when you told me
'Bout that mattress that you stole
From your roommate back in Boulder
We ain't ever getting older

No, we ain't ever getting older
No, we ain't ever getting older
No, we ain't ever getting older
No, we ain't ever getting older

So, baby, pull me closer
In the front seat of your Rover
That I know you can't afford
Like that tattoo on your shoulder

Remember when you told me
'Bout that mattress that you stole
From your roommate back in Boulder
We ain't ever getting older



Credits
Writer(s): Andrew Taggart, Shaun Charles Frank, Isaac Edward Slade, Ashley Frangipane, Joseph A. King, Frederic Freddy Kennett
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