Room Temperature Wine
She's listening to love songs as she
Goes on her morning run
What runs through her mind
Her hand falls into mine
Bought sunglasses so I wouldn't get
Blinded by her smile
Another night laying next to me asleep
On the kitchen tiles
Ooo, ooo
I am what you make of me
Ooo, ooo
Maybe I could learn how to be
There's a little voice
In my head
Saying we'll grow up until we're dead
We're falling in love within due time
Sipping room temperature wine
Sandcastles look like souls
I don't know who's in control
Cause I take a backseat to my brain
Whenever she says my name
Inject a shiver into my spine
Fill me up with butterflies
Sell the store and by the sea
I don't care, you're next to me.
Ooo, ooo
I'd paint the sky to give to thee
Ooo, ooo
I'll be what you want me to be
There's a little voice
In my head
Saying we'll grow up until we're dead
We're falling in love within due time
Sipping room temperature wine
There's a little voice
In my head
Saying we'll grow up until we're dead
We're falling in love within due time
Sipping room temperature wine
There's a little voice
In my head
Saying we'll grow up until we're dead
We're falling in love within due time
Sipping room temperature wine
Room temperature wine
Room temperature wine
Goes on her morning run
What runs through her mind
Her hand falls into mine
Bought sunglasses so I wouldn't get
Blinded by her smile
Another night laying next to me asleep
On the kitchen tiles
Ooo, ooo
I am what you make of me
Ooo, ooo
Maybe I could learn how to be
There's a little voice
In my head
Saying we'll grow up until we're dead
We're falling in love within due time
Sipping room temperature wine
Sandcastles look like souls
I don't know who's in control
Cause I take a backseat to my brain
Whenever she says my name
Inject a shiver into my spine
Fill me up with butterflies
Sell the store and by the sea
I don't care, you're next to me.
Ooo, ooo
I'd paint the sky to give to thee
Ooo, ooo
I'll be what you want me to be
There's a little voice
In my head
Saying we'll grow up until we're dead
We're falling in love within due time
Sipping room temperature wine
There's a little voice
In my head
Saying we'll grow up until we're dead
We're falling in love within due time
Sipping room temperature wine
There's a little voice
In my head
Saying we'll grow up until we're dead
We're falling in love within due time
Sipping room temperature wine
Room temperature wine
Room temperature wine
Credits
Writer(s): Ethan Concors
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