Lyrics

Such a pretty girl putting on her lipstick I'm zoning out, wish she'd come and kiss my mouth Cigarettes on her breath every weekend When she's with him, he could probably knock me out Wait, is that your boyfriend? I really hope not Everybody knows he's hooking up with your best friend And you should leave him Saw you meet him in the hall Brother gave him alcohol Push your hands against the wall Kissing in the bathroom stall Watching him play basketball Halftime, he asked you to prom Think he knows he's got it all Wish he would get over you I just can't get close to you He's 6'3" with tattoos And I'm still hiding in the bathroom Well, he ain't got a brain but he's got you While I'm playing D&D in the band room, yeah He drives a fast car Like he's a track star Everybody knows he's running off with your best friend And you should leave him Saw you meet him in the hall Brother gave him alcohol Push your hands against the wall Kissing in the bathroom stall Watching him play basketball Halftime, he asked you to prom Think he knows he's got it all Wish he would get over you I just can't get close to you In the hall (Is that your boyfriend?) Alcohol (I really hope not) Against the wall Bathroom stall Watching him play basketball Halftime, he asked you to prom Think he knows he's got it all Wish he would get over you I just can't get close to you I just can't get close to you I just can't get close to you
Writer(s): Matthew Bryant Hastings, Carson Hogan, Jansen Hogan, Jack Crane Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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