Hopeless Romantic

It's a Friday night, turned on all her lights Ooh oooh An open window Hairbrush at her lips, towel hugs her hips Ooh oooh She's going out Slips on her dress, stumbles toward the shower Laughs for what feels like an hour then turns up the song Just another hopeless romantic Caffeinated, little dramatic In an age increasingly manic She's just on the hunt for some magic Look at her go, you'd never know that she's Just another hopeless romantic Caffeinated, little dramatic Texts from all her friends cuz she's late again Ooh oooh She'd rather stay home Curled up in her bed with a book instead but Ooh oooh Life's outside her front door Clips up her hair, takes one look in the mirror And it's never been clearer that this is her song Just another hopeless romantic Caffeinated, little dramatic In an age increasingly manic She's just on the hunt for some magic Look at her go, you'd never know that she's Just another hopeless romantic Caffeinated, little dramatic It's a Friday night, turned on all her lights Ooh oooh An open window