Holy Cannoli

My perfect pin-up come off the wall I ditched my buds for her bedroom, But i swear it's not my fault I think these feelings must be holy This could be love, sorry, lo-o-o-ove I find her junk in the street Kiss the puke off of her cheek Put her to bed And in the morning my doll Remembers nothing at all Like never said But now a summer's spent in two different ways We talk like every other day But now the texts are getting shorter Gotta sneak away to talk on the phone I kinda mumble so nobody else knows The conversations are sweet Real nice, but nothing too deep Not like before Still say 'i love you' but now The words are forced from her mouth S'kind of a bore Like we're not fun anymore Now my pillows smell like you in the morning I've got your stains stuck in my sheets And i'm like holy fuckin-noli! I got plenty competition, i know She'll find a new man to carry her home He's probly cooler than me, Sleeps right where i used to sleep Right by her door And in the morning they kiss Say, "i've never felt like this before"