Getting Me High

You wore that black dress
The night that I first met you
Shared a cigarette or two
You told me 'bout your ex from high school
(He still hits you up)
That bottle that you stole from your roommates
Your black ripped jeans and your Kate Spade
It's 2am and you've got class at 8
We both know you ain't gonna make it

All my friends are going home alone
All my friends are busy getting stoned
The way you looked was
Getting me high, getting me high
Getting me high, getting me high
Getting me high, getting me high
I wanna do this every night

We woke up with messy hair
You were wearing my shirt in your underwear
20 missed calls but we don't care
You asked me how we got here
(I said)

All your friends they went home alone
All your friends were busy getting stoned
The way you looked was
Getting me high, getting me high
Getting me high, getting me high
Getting me high, getting me high
I wanna do this every night

All these street lights
They lit up your eyes
And I can't look away
All these late nights
Until the early sunrise
And I'm begging you to stay
(And it sounds like)

The way you looked was
Getting me high, getting me high
Getting me high, getting me high
Getting me high, getting me high
I wanna do this every night
(All my friends are)



Credits
Writer(s): Mark Supik
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