1st of May

It was the 1st of May
You had your hands in your pocket and turned to me
My heart was racing, I felt like I could faint
You asked what I'm looking at, and my face turned gray

The air was hot and i broke out in sweat
The radio was playing something off of Elephant
A beanie on your head, are you from SoCal?
Me neither, we could form a cool pair

Must be the cigarette
How you put it on your lips I won't forget
Now the lipstick stains on it
Are pink like the stripes on your shirt
We should mosh at a concert

Pull my heart strings, all I need from you
Make me go through all hell for you

I need you to mess me up so bad
Oh girl you make me go so mad

Come let me put my hands on you
Lead me through all seven hells with you

I need you to mess me up so bad
Oh girl you make me go so mad

You sent my heart to space
Two days after we hung out at your place
Your skin was showing, and my mind starts to race
Girl you could live in my head and I'll be your nutcase

Oh you're hot enough, we don't need a fireplace
Yeah you compliment the voices in my headspace
Step after step, give me, give me your best game
Girl, she belongs in the hall of fame

Must be the perfume you have
Put it on your neck, I won't forget
Now the lipstick stains
On my skin damn, it feels like it's my birthday
We even knocked over the ashtray

Pull my heart strings, all I need from you
Make me go through all hell for you

I need you to mess me up so bad
Oh girl you make me go so mad

Come let me put my hands on you
Lead me through all seven hells with you

I need you to mess me up so bad
Oh girl you make me go so mad



Credits
Writer(s): Attila Guthi
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