sometimes i don't know what to say
and i talk more sense when I'm incorrect or at least more truthfully
thats why when i write these next lines, there's not that much alcohol disrupting my mind.
i know why you made me nervous and i know why i stuttered
all night i wanted my lips to collide with yours
you stared into my eyes, i wish I wasn't driving so i can stare right back.
i felt nothing else, but that stare... was is as if time it's self had stop.
it is not a world i know..... i was a scared little child, trying not to loose amusement.
so confused, not hesitant to abuse my rules..........
god! how i wish you would put that fucking phone down!!
i had to say something so i did, i had to do something and i did
fuck how i would long for 7-11 one eye on the road one eye searching for heaven.
god! i think this is the first time i wished for red lights!!
because at that seven our lips will collide
we pull over in the middle of the night
our lips meet our saliva gets swamped
more more more i cant stop this
i think this is the best kiss!