Lyrics

Get in, loser, we're going home You want me to scream out the window? I fucking like you, you already know Get in, loser, we're going home I made a wish and I crossed my heart Sent a drunk text on a shooting star You're playing hard to get And these games aren't working for me, working for me Said you're at a rave with the boys in the band Wishin' I could come, I could wreck your plans I'm on the West side, I can be there Right before two, I can save you Let's G-T-F-O Get in, loser, we're going home You want me to scream out the window? I fucking like you, you already know Get in, loser, we're going home We're going home You're in the front seat, you plug in your phone An unknown number, says, "Where did you go?" So I kick you out on 2nd Avenue But you know I can't stay mad at you Let's G-T-F-O Get in, loser, we're going home You want me to scream out the window? I fucking like you, you already know Get in, loser, we're going- Red lights, your hands slipping under my clothes So hot, we're fogging up the window Mini-skirt and I couldn't look cuter, yeah So get in, loser Get in, loser
Writer(s): Everett Ryan Romano, Madison Love, Leah Kate Kalmenson, Henry Russell Walter, Lowell Boland Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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