Hit me up
Pick you up
Take you in the truck
And all around this dying town
I’m just trying to make up
When we break up
I miss you so much
You don’t have to say it
Might be just a crush
But when I pull up on your street
All the blood it rushes to my
Hits her plastic cigarette
Puts her playlist on
Never really fucked to this
Now it’s my favourite song
Girl where do you wanna go
Put my hand inside her dress
Puts her makeup on
Obviously I’m obsessed
Can’t keep my eyes off her
And on the road
Life is but a dream
Everyday I’m sweet sixteen
Pulled up on St. Benedict’s
In a Kingswood getting kissed
Cut down the main artery
And straight through the heart
Run the blade and let it bleed
If I could have you’re scars
I’d wear them all over me
Bite your lip don’t bite your toungue
Let the words slip out
Underneath St. Benedict’s
I let her run her mouth
I know I love you too
Life is but a dream
Every day I’m sweet sixteen
Pulled up on St. Benedict’s
In a Kingswood getting pissed
Life aint what it seems
Every day I’m sweet sixteen
Pulled up on St. Benedict’s
In a Kingswood getting kissed
