9th grade

I cry when I think of you
I get so emotional, I swear I've never felt this way
I only feel this way for you
I'd make sacrifices just to make sure you're okay
Now I can't go to sleep unless you say goodnight
Every morning, you're the first thing on my mind
Throughout the day, I'll be thinking 'bout you all the time
I could spend the afternoon staring into your eyes
With me, you don't need to worry 'bout if you're perfect
I'll always think you're perfect, there's nothing that can change my mind
I've never been down this road
I'm not afraid 'cause I'm not going alone

I wanna put us on a t-shirt
And kiss you in the bleachers
While listening to Rascal Flatts blasting through the speakers
We'll act like we're in 9th grade
I'll sneak out of my mom's place
And text you when I'm at your house to meet me in the driveway

I wanna put us on a t-shirt
And kiss you in the bleachers
While listening to Rascal Flatts blasting through the speakers
We'll act like we're in 9th grade
I'll sneak out of my mom's place
And text you when I'm at your house to meet me in the driveway

I know, baby, there's nobody else
So close to you right here, I can tell
I won't let go, I won't
I feel it, I can't do it myself
Baby, you're saving me
I feel like it's make-believe
You feel safe to me
Holding me like a movie scene
Baby, you're brave to me
Right here when I fall asleep
Falling so easily
Falling so easily

I wanna put us on a t-shirt
And kiss you in the bleachers
While listening to Rascal Flatts blasting through the speakers
We'll act like we're in 9th grade
I'll sneak out of my mom's place
And text you when I'm at your house to meet me in the driveway

I wanna put us on a t-shirt
And kiss you in the bleachers
While listening to Rascal Flatts blasting through the speakers
We'll act like we're in 9th grade
I'll sneak out of my mom's place
And text you when I'm at your house to meet me in the driveway

Irby



Credits
Writer(s): Evan L Angstrom, Mitchel Kinkade, Tom Irby
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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