Mundane
Rebounding
Sweet sixteen
Lock me in my head won't spin
Don't be such a bore
She's not even yours
Teenage dream
Culture queen
Falling apart at the seams
What you crying for
Hold me for support
It's the same old guys
But their personalities are dryer than before
Oh for sure
Why did you leave me like this
'Cause every day feels like a Monday sometimes
Wake up early on a Sunday and I close my eyes
To try and suffocate my mind
Thoughts of you becoming mundane alright
Oh I'm so cynical it was a miracle to
Look you in your eyes and tell you that you're mine
No I don't regret it and clearly can't forget but maybe I'm not quite clear
'Cause every day feels like a Monday sometimes
Wake up early on a Sunday and I close my eyes
To try and suffocate my mind
Thoughts of you becoming mundane alright
And every text I hope it's you dear
It's clear I'm still thinking of when you're near
And I'll close my eyes to picture you here
Dear dear
Feeling like I'm stuck in first gear
Oh yeah
'Cause every day feels like a Monday sometimes
Wake up early on a Sunday and I close my eyes
To try and suffocate my mind
Thoughts of you becoming mundane alright
And every text I hope it's you dear
It's clear I'm still thinking of when you're near
And I'll close my eyes to picture you here
Dear dear
Feeling like I'm stuck in first gear
Oh yeah
Woohoo
Woohoo
Woohoo
Sweet sixteen
Lock me in my head won't spin
Don't be such a bore
She's not even yours
Teenage dream
Culture queen
Falling apart at the seams
What you crying for
Hold me for support
It's the same old guys
But their personalities are dryer than before
Oh for sure
Why did you leave me like this
'Cause every day feels like a Monday sometimes
Wake up early on a Sunday and I close my eyes
To try and suffocate my mind
Thoughts of you becoming mundane alright
Oh I'm so cynical it was a miracle to
Look you in your eyes and tell you that you're mine
No I don't regret it and clearly can't forget but maybe I'm not quite clear
'Cause every day feels like a Monday sometimes
Wake up early on a Sunday and I close my eyes
To try and suffocate my mind
Thoughts of you becoming mundane alright
And every text I hope it's you dear
It's clear I'm still thinking of when you're near
And I'll close my eyes to picture you here
Dear dear
Feeling like I'm stuck in first gear
Oh yeah
'Cause every day feels like a Monday sometimes
Wake up early on a Sunday and I close my eyes
To try and suffocate my mind
Thoughts of you becoming mundane alright
And every text I hope it's you dear
It's clear I'm still thinking of when you're near
And I'll close my eyes to picture you here
Dear dear
Feeling like I'm stuck in first gear
Oh yeah
Woohoo
Woohoo
Woohoo
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Writer(s): Adam Saunders
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