Unlimited Nights & Weekends

Blast beats
Black hair
Tight jeans
All you wear

Wrote you a poem
You got your heart stolen

Can't afford to be your boyfriend
I don't have a job
Don't have any money
It hurts so good to hate the state
I never wanted to be an adult anyway

Driving around this high school town
Trying to find our place
I'm heading home now
I kiss your face
Goodnight
Oh, please don't go
Don't hang up the phone



Credits
Writer(s): Her Dress
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

Link