I never get bored of brainstorming reasons I adore you (x2)
I’m a sucker for lovers’ spats and the back and forth, but our tussels are nothing what am I packing for
I’ll never walk out unless I have to, boy. I’ll never walk out the door
cuz I get drunk and dramatic and you get mad over nothin and shout a whole lot of blabber but does it matter? It doesn’t
I’d never shatter this, honey, never running away
cuz when the calendar says that I gotta travel I ache
our close proximity, always tripping over you and always banging into things
your rhythm isn’t totally in sync with me, but i wanna be a measure of your symphony
and I get flustered cuz it isn’t always so clear
but when I must be away from you send a kiss and wait right here
live your life when I’m gone, we can dance all night when I get home
lalalalalalalalalalalala, lalalalalalalala (x2)
i make a lot of messes but you’re still the plus one on my guest list,
forever 21 like my dress is, even when we get a little restless
you know me and you is what the best is, all the far away is just a test kiss me,
through the phone leave me breathless, kiss me through the phone and leave me breathless
and it’s just fine, cuz even when I’m seeing red i’ll leave and then I’ll be right back
and sometimes, I need to for a reason, my career and shit it be like that
it’s alright, cuz all the feet and miles in between is only brief, I know
just one flight, and then you’re at the end and I wont spend another night alone
our close proximity, always tripping over you and always banging into things
your rhythm isn’t totally in sync with me, but i wanna be a measure of your symphony
and I get flustered cuz it isn’t always so clear
but when I must be away from you send a kiss and wait right here
cuz I never get bored of brainstorming reasons I adore you (send a kiss and wait right here)
I never get bored of brainstorming reasons I adore you (send a kiss and wait right…)
live your life when I’m gone, we can dance all night when I get home
lalalalalalalalalalalala, lalalalalalalala (x2)
sorry for the glitter when I spill it on your pillowcase and that my little face is plain as vanilla taste
you’re looking bitter with your killer gaze, and you’re cool as MJ in his thriller days
i nibble on your lip, I took the liberty of scribbling it on bricks in brooklyn
every bathroom stall and mathbook all the wrath i’m crawling back from
because you’re good at what you do, you take the mundane shit and make it all new
unique new york all weekend all the creaking doors I sneak in you’re my freak
live your life when I’m gone, we can dance all night when I get home
lalalalalalalalalalalala, lalalalalalalala (x4)