He is kind of an asshole; yet, as deep as the San Andrea's fault.
Yeah... he's intriguing that way.
He's the one that your mama warns you about, and your daddy bought the shotgun for.
The sun and everything it illuminates revolves around him, defying scientific law.
The confidence in his stride commands attention, leaving a string of broken hearts in his trail.
It just takes one look from him, and instantly you're gone.
The sun and everything it illuminates revolves around him, defying scientific law.
The confidence in his stride commands attention, leaving a string of broken hearts in his trail.
It just takes one look from him, and instantly you're gone.
Lost in the abyss of a million what ifs, and those possible forevers that deep down you know gonna turn into nevers.
But you don't think about the nevers; you're thinking about today. Craving the right nows; those butterflies that swim in your stomach when he catches your glance.
You know it's not worth it, that you should keep moving.
But you don't think about the nevers; you're thinking about today. Craving the right nows; those butterflies that swim in your stomach when he catches your glance.
You know it's not worth it, that you should keep moving.
But hey, that little voice inside of you says, "What that hell? Take that chance."
‘Cause when you're together it's like magic.
No, It's better than magic, it's kismet.
No one else in the world exist as you sit and talk about everything that's important and nothing at all at the same time.
There is nothing or no one to interrupt, for once your mind isn't wandering or racing... You're in the moment... He is in the moment.
Until that moment has passed, and you're reminded that you're the last
thing on his mind, until the next time he needs an ear to be lent, a will to be bent, someone to entertain for the moment.
Then you're waiting for the next time to revel in, to hold on to, and to carry you to that next moment, and the one after that, and the one after that.
You know there will be more
‘Cause like you said, he IS an asshole.
But man, are you intrigued
‘Cause when you're together it's like magic.
No, It's better than magic, it's kismet.
No one else in the world exist as you sit and talk about everything that's important and nothing at all at the same time.
There is nothing or no one to interrupt, for once your mind isn't wandering or racing... You're in the moment... He is in the moment.
Until that moment has passed, and you're reminded that you're the last
thing on his mind, until the next time he needs an ear to be lent, a will to be bent, someone to entertain for the moment.
Then you're waiting for the next time to revel in, to hold on to, and to carry you to that next moment, and the one after that, and the one after that.
You know there will be more
‘Cause like you said, he IS an asshole.
But man, are you intrigued
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