I could spend my whole life loving you
Hey, can you teach me how to drive?
My feet were too cold to hold control but now you, you make me wanna try
Sorry about the gush but
Fuck it I’m feeling sentimental
And I’m not in a rush but
Honey I’m having trouble
Handling myself without
Needing your help
And I’d be happy as hell
Never needing anything else
You got me big time dreaming with a
Broken-home-believing
Growing old and oversleeping
Writing records for the weekend
You got me big time dreaming with a
Broken-home-believing
Growing old and oversleeping
Writing records for the weekend
Breathing Nicotine and playing house
My mama’s speed is kicking in
You asked me if my parents ever felt like this
I hope they never did
I'm sorry about the gush but
Fuck it I’m feeling sentimental
I’m not usually looking up cuz honey
I haven’t seen a love in their eyes
Since the day I turned 5
And I’d be happy as hell
Never needing anyone else
You got me big time dreaming with a
Broken-home-believing
Growing old and oversleeping
Writing records for the weekend
You got me big time dreaming with a
Broken-home-believing
Growing old and oversleeping
Writing records for the weekend
Picking me up and looking me down
Ice cream from the Dairy Queen in your hometown
You’re looking like a memory that I forgot about
Sweet candy lips
Keep spinning me round