Youthful Endeavors
Walked in the room and I saw you at the back
Head in your notebook like babe you look so stressed
You wanna open up to me you can
Cause the memories so hectic
Yeah the memories I can't help it
Yeah the memories so reckless
Yeah the memories so selfish
Yeah the memories
She got dark brown hair I smell it when she past my way
Going upstairs I walk fast so she don't see my face
Then we go to class I'm walking by her at the same pace
Aye what's that in your ears I'm blasting Taking Back Sunday
Then I'm like what's your fears she says falling in love one day
She told me bout her year and bout that guy she just fucking hates
And then I wipe her tears and tell her I'll always fucking stay
It's cause the memories
Walked in the room and I saw you at the back
Head in your notebook like babe you look so stressed
You wanna open up to me you can
Cause the memories so hectic
Yeah the memories I can't help it
Yeah the memories so reckless
Yeah the memories so selfish
Yeah the memories
She got dark brown hair I smell it when she past my way
Going upstairs I walk fast so she don't see my face
Then we go to class I'm walking by her at the same pace
Aye what's that in your ears I'm blasting Taking Back Sunday
Then I'm like what's your fears she says falling in love one day
She told me bout her year and bout that guy she just fucking hates
And then I wipe her tears and tell her I'll always fucking stay
It's cause the memories
It was last period I'm looking forward to seeing you
Stare into oblivion as I wait till you're coming through
You're so damn mysterious I love that feature about you
Never know what to expect when you see me and I see you
Figured we would skip class go watch a movie get some food
Never had a hall pass we ran through said fuck the rules
We walked out the front door then you locked eyes with some dude
I ask what was that for and you said nothing bae just be cool
Started just to overthink I might need a fucking shrink
You do all these little things And I try to find missing links
We go on let's get some drinks
I'm alone stuck in my dreams
Pistol by my side in case a nigga wanna fuck with me
All my friends told me to stop but you make my heart just throb
They saw what's inside of you that I would've just never caught
I'm just high on love I love your touch
Thought you'd never lie and then you told me listen up
And she said do you remember bout that guy I told you I fucking hate
Yes I remember all the tears I wiped off of your face
She said she's nothing but a liar and this whole thing is fake
She said she slashed all of his tires and just used me as bait
It's cause the memories
It's cause the memories
It's cause the memories
It's cause the memories
Walked in the room and I saw you at the back
Head in your notebook I should've left you there
Look at our pictures I tend to stop and stare
I got a problem with loving what's not there
I got a problem with these memories
I got a problem with these memories
I got a problem with these memories
I got a problem with these memories
She got dark brown hair I smell it when she past my way
Going upstairs I walk fast so she don't see my face
Then we go to class I'm walking by her at the same pace
Aye what's that in your ears I'm blasting Taking Back Sunday
Then I'm like what's your fears she says falling in love one day
She told me bout her year and bout that guy she just fucking hates
And then I wipe her tears and tell her I'll always fucking stay
It's cause those memories
It's cause those memories
It's cause those memories
It's cause those memories
Head in your notebook like babe you look so stressed
You wanna open up to me you can
Cause the memories so hectic
Yeah the memories I can't help it
Yeah the memories so reckless
Yeah the memories so selfish
Yeah the memories
She got dark brown hair I smell it when she past my way
Going upstairs I walk fast so she don't see my face
Then we go to class I'm walking by her at the same pace
Aye what's that in your ears I'm blasting Taking Back Sunday
Then I'm like what's your fears she says falling in love one day
She told me bout her year and bout that guy she just fucking hates
And then I wipe her tears and tell her I'll always fucking stay
It's cause the memories
Walked in the room and I saw you at the back
Head in your notebook like babe you look so stressed
You wanna open up to me you can
Cause the memories so hectic
Yeah the memories I can't help it
Yeah the memories so reckless
Yeah the memories so selfish
Yeah the memories
She got dark brown hair I smell it when she past my way
Going upstairs I walk fast so she don't see my face
Then we go to class I'm walking by her at the same pace
Aye what's that in your ears I'm blasting Taking Back Sunday
Then I'm like what's your fears she says falling in love one day
She told me bout her year and bout that guy she just fucking hates
And then I wipe her tears and tell her I'll always fucking stay
It's cause the memories
It was last period I'm looking forward to seeing you
Stare into oblivion as I wait till you're coming through
You're so damn mysterious I love that feature about you
Never know what to expect when you see me and I see you
Figured we would skip class go watch a movie get some food
Never had a hall pass we ran through said fuck the rules
We walked out the front door then you locked eyes with some dude
I ask what was that for and you said nothing bae just be cool
Started just to overthink I might need a fucking shrink
You do all these little things And I try to find missing links
We go on let's get some drinks
I'm alone stuck in my dreams
Pistol by my side in case a nigga wanna fuck with me
All my friends told me to stop but you make my heart just throb
They saw what's inside of you that I would've just never caught
I'm just high on love I love your touch
Thought you'd never lie and then you told me listen up
And she said do you remember bout that guy I told you I fucking hate
Yes I remember all the tears I wiped off of your face
She said she's nothing but a liar and this whole thing is fake
She said she slashed all of his tires and just used me as bait
It's cause the memories
It's cause the memories
It's cause the memories
It's cause the memories
Walked in the room and I saw you at the back
Head in your notebook I should've left you there
Look at our pictures I tend to stop and stare
I got a problem with loving what's not there
I got a problem with these memories
I got a problem with these memories
I got a problem with these memories
I got a problem with these memories
She got dark brown hair I smell it when she past my way
Going upstairs I walk fast so she don't see my face
Then we go to class I'm walking by her at the same pace
Aye what's that in your ears I'm blasting Taking Back Sunday
Then I'm like what's your fears she says falling in love one day
She told me bout her year and bout that guy she just fucking hates
And then I wipe her tears and tell her I'll always fucking stay
It's cause those memories
It's cause those memories
It's cause those memories
It's cause those memories
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Writer(s): Gabriel Burkes
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