After All.

My friends are addicts to all the late nights up in the hills But I'm good without it, I want my Friday nights to be chill But I always try to think Am I out of sync? Can't make up my mind, 'cause now Every time we're out I go ahead and doubt, don't wanna miss out What is a prom after all? I suppose it would be sucky and dull I suppose it would be lame and boring, or completely wonderful What is a guy after all? Probably problems and shit I don't need Just lots of exes and no guarantees, but some nights it's all I want Good at excuses, but so bad at telling him what I feel And sometimes I'm losing, mmh, something that could be real, but still Every now and then I get up in my head, wonder if he cares What is a prom after all? I suppose it would be sucky and dull I suppose it would be lame and boring, or completely wonderful What is a guy after all? Probably problems and shit I don't need Just lots of exes and no guarantees, but some nights it's all I want Little bit of heaven, little bit of hell Little bit of heaven (that's how it is after all) Little bit of heaven, little bit of hell Little bit of heaven (that's how it is after all) What is a prom after all? I suppose it would be sucky and dull I suppose it would be lame and boring, or completely wonderful What is a guy after all? Probably problems and shit I don't need Just lots of exes and no guarantees, but some nights it's all I want Little bit of heaven, little bit of hell Little bit of heaven (that's how it is after all) Little bit of heaven, little bit of hell Little bit of heaven (that's how it is after all) Little bit of heaven, little bit of hell Little bit of heaven (that's how it is after all) Little bit of heaven, little bit of hell Little bit of heaven (that's how it is after all)