Ripping your clothes off
Love how you hold on
So tightly for so long
Your face pressed on my shoulder
Met you at the bonfire
Ran down like I'm certified with it
In heels, your head touched the sky
Your eyes seemed to catch mine
She said so take me out then, hon
But I don't got much
Don't got much funds, but tonight we good
Ripping your clothes off
Love how you hold on
So tightly for so long
Your face pressed on my shoulder
Ripping your clothes off
Love how you hold on
So tightly for so long
Your face pressed on my shoulder
I hope we go our own way
I hope we go
I hope we go our own way
I hope
I hope we go
