(What to do- what to do- what to do? When-)
Kissing you feels vital to my survival
I mean, I can live without it, go through the motions uninspired
I don't believe in archetypes, and I don't care for titles
Just don't treat me like an enemy- we're lovers not rivals
And I'm immune to guitars; I'm immune to cool
Immune to everything that once made me a fool
And knowing that I can't be tricked leaves me a bit confused
Could it mean what I think it means?
I really like you- ew
We can't help but always have a good time
So don't leave it to someday- we're wasting time
Maybe just Sundays are yours and mine
Fuck it up one day at a time
Missing you is dizzying, what a spiral
Break my neck every time the phone rings like a child
It's never you and it shouldn't be, I'll tell myself for a while
But then it is- like, "How ya been?" "Um I'm fine. Bye"
Of course I wanna hit you with "I miss you, come over"
But I'll protect myself and redirect myself
I'm smarter. I'm older
Staying busy, doing pushups- I'm better off, I told ya
But how stupid are you?
I miss you. Come over
We can't help but always have a good time
So don't leave it to someday- we're wasting time
Maybe just Sundays are yours and mine
Fuck it up one day at a time
We can't help but always have a good time
So don't leave it to someday- we're wasting time
Maybe just Sundays are yours and mine
Fuck it up one day at a time
