moonlit talks in the skatepark she in my thrasher sweatshirt heel flipped the bank for the first time i m the muhfuckin man up in her mind i m the most played song in her itunes she remember more of my than i do it s why i spit a little bit on the lip of the bowl rub my stick on her holes cause i m sick with the flows me and shorty gladiators goin blow for blow and the crickets in the calls see em seem assured it s on she dry humping me so hard that i can t think straight which is just what i want hot breath crackle on my tongue like pop rocks she tear my shirt half off like a box top i rip her pants down the middle like spongebob for a moment this is nice and she ruins it she ask where my head s at under any other circumstances wouldn t arise but i m all in my feelings inside my head s right here but my heart s over there and it s hard so can i get the head right here at this point in my life i m a waste of her time cause i can t get you out the back of my mind every time it s over i grow a little colder the writings on my walls are missing songs and paper balls afflicted they can read it on my face they know i got a soft spot for you and it shows i tune out when you light my phone i can t do hoes no more yeah don t know what it is i just know i m stuck don t need a reason just a little luck i m not a fan of fate so if we turn the corner know this i couldn t wait i miss it they know i got a soft spot for you does it show i feel what i feel and i want what i want and it s your ass if we re being real dumb smiles when we snap text you re the only one i clean my car for i wanna splurge on the fat checks vacay in the past tense clink glasses uh been looking forward to you all summer you look tan as a motherfucker i saw that picture you put up with the crop top on that shit made me spit out my water you might wanna write this down i can be your friend no doubt we can chill and i ll never get weird but get a few things straight i still got it for you and i m young and passionate so what s playin it safe i wouldn t say that i m caught up i thinks it s more like swimming with the current i go cold and you get brought up dribble in my eyes girls reach for the steel they get crossed up that s tunnel vision maybe to a fault i meet plenty women none got the spark fittin flirtin through flippin pages we came this far let s not be wasteful i still feel the same and you still so firm yo we ll probably never work out but that don t mean that i won t try though every time it s over i grow a little colder the writings on my walls are missing songs and paper balls afflicted they can read it on my face they know i got a soft spot for you and it shows i tune out when you light my phone i can t do hoes no more don t know what it is ijust know i m stuck don t need a reason just a little luck i m not a fan of fate so if we turn the corner know this i couldn t wait i miss it they know i got a soft spot for you does it show i feel what i feel and i want what i want and it s your ass if we re being real if we re being real yeah i remember everything well i remember as much as i can lot of listening lot of silence volunteering napping the dog capri sun those candies those little starburst rip offs that you like forgot the name of em pepsi lotta ice