James Dean
I like this boy, right
I said I like this boy, right
He asks me to come over
But I don't know what he's got in mind
So, do you wanna talk about it?
Don't act like you're not about it
And act like the shit never happens to you
And we can just do what you normally do
And sweep it up under the rug like you normally do (Normally do)
And cuddle and nap in the club like you normally do
You got me so know that you will (Know that you will)
Your breath smells a little bit like a lit cigarette
Your skin covers your sins like a silhouette
But your kiss is the softest thing I've ever felt before
Wearing thrift store James Dean jeans, you're made for sex
Used to spend the nights alone on the dark internet
And now you spend the nights instead with me in bed you know
When I'm feeling lonely and I want you on me
I put on a CD, some Lana and Colbie, U2 forever, boy (Forever, boy)
And I want to see you (I wanna see you, I wanna yeah)
And I want that good night (Oh)
Not like before, we're sober and slow
I need you to calm me, to do what you taught me now
Like you normally do (You normally do)
And sweep it up under the rug like you normally do (Normally do)
And cuddle and nap in the club like you normally do
You got me, so know that you will (Know that you will)
Your breath smells a little bit like a lit cigarette
Your skin covers your sins like a silhouette
But your kiss is the softest thing I've ever felt before, before
Wearing thrift store James Dean jeans, you're made for sex
Used to spend the nights alone on the dark internet
And now you spend the nights instead with me in bed, you know
When I'm feeling lonely, yeah
I put on my CD, Lana and Colbie, U2 forever boy, yeah
Your breath smells a little bit like a lit cigarette
Your skin covers your sins like a silhouette
But your kiss is the softest thing I've ever felt before, before
Wearing thrift store James Dean jeans, you're made for sex
Used to spend the nights alone on the dark internet
And now you spend the nights instead with me in bed, you know
I like to sleep, sleep, sleep
While you playin' Xbox
You drive your Jeep, Jeep, Jeep
While I'm playin' hip-hop
I said I like this boy, right
He asks me to come over
But I don't know what he's got in mind
So, do you wanna talk about it?
Don't act like you're not about it
And act like the shit never happens to you
And we can just do what you normally do
And sweep it up under the rug like you normally do (Normally do)
And cuddle and nap in the club like you normally do
You got me so know that you will (Know that you will)
Your breath smells a little bit like a lit cigarette
Your skin covers your sins like a silhouette
But your kiss is the softest thing I've ever felt before
Wearing thrift store James Dean jeans, you're made for sex
Used to spend the nights alone on the dark internet
And now you spend the nights instead with me in bed you know
When I'm feeling lonely and I want you on me
I put on a CD, some Lana and Colbie, U2 forever, boy (Forever, boy)
And I want to see you (I wanna see you, I wanna yeah)
And I want that good night (Oh)
Not like before, we're sober and slow
I need you to calm me, to do what you taught me now
Like you normally do (You normally do)
And sweep it up under the rug like you normally do (Normally do)
And cuddle and nap in the club like you normally do
You got me, so know that you will (Know that you will)
Your breath smells a little bit like a lit cigarette
Your skin covers your sins like a silhouette
But your kiss is the softest thing I've ever felt before, before
Wearing thrift store James Dean jeans, you're made for sex
Used to spend the nights alone on the dark internet
And now you spend the nights instead with me in bed, you know
When I'm feeling lonely, yeah
I put on my CD, Lana and Colbie, U2 forever boy, yeah
Your breath smells a little bit like a lit cigarette
Your skin covers your sins like a silhouette
But your kiss is the softest thing I've ever felt before, before
Wearing thrift store James Dean jeans, you're made for sex
Used to spend the nights alone on the dark internet
And now you spend the nights instead with me in bed, you know
I like to sleep, sleep, sleep
While you playin' Xbox
You drive your Jeep, Jeep, Jeep
While I'm playin' hip-hop
Credits
Writer(s): Kevin Mchale, Justin Thorne, Brittany Lee Burton
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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