Makeout in the Van

Took all my pens out my locker
Goddamn you're a real slick talker
Eyes made up of doom and flowers
Lips that leave your mouth too sour

There's something strange
Going on
And there's something strange

We can make out in the van
And I can make you understand
I don't wanna hold your hand
I just wanna be a friend that you can talk to

I never get to class on time
You break your own heart half the time
And so I'll pick up all the pieces
Waiting for the bell for recess

There's something strange
Going on
And there's something strange

We can make out in the van
And I can make you understand
I don't wanna hold your hand
I just wanna be a friend that you can talk to



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Writer(s): Nolan Manke
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