[Chorus: Nick Crawford]
I just met her last night, got her number and her MySpace
Hope I make her top eight, take her back to my place
Don't care what my mom say
I like Panic! At the Disco, she prefer Beyoncé
So I met her in the middle, we put on some Kanye
And let's just get it on, ay, I've been waiting all day, girl
But this all played out in my mind, think about it all the time
Would've thought I was a teenager in 2005

[Verse 1: Nick Crawford]
So let me tell you 'bout this girl that I used to know
She like living on the еdge, she like doin' cokе
And she dresses dope, look like she could be in Vogue
But she gave up on her dreams 'cause her school’s more important
Five years, no degree, but she's still so gorgeous
That's how I know she'll be alright
She the type of girl that needs somebody that could treat her right
I could be that for you, I got Visas you won’t need to swipe
But she's so fucking noncommittal, wish we could just be official
Communication dying 'cause she always gotta speak in riddles
Lowkey feel like crying just to see if she'd hand me a tissue
And I know I got my own issues
Just can't shake this feeling that I'd get when I was with you

[Chorus: Nick Crawford]
I just met her last night, got her number and her MySpace
Hope I make her top eight, take her back to my place
Don't care what my mom say
I like Panic! At the Disco, she prefer Beyoncé
So I met her in the middle, we put on some Kanye
And let's just get it on, ayy, I've been waiting all day, girl
But this all played out in my mind, think about it all the time
Would’ve thought I was a teenager in 2005
[Verse 2: Christian Cicilia]
Okay, listen, we could pull a blink-182 and break up
Then do a full one-eighty, but let’s make up
Let's just stay together
For the sake of the kids on the way, what?
We don’t have any, but I wanna have many with you
And I know it sounds extreme, but, baby, promise it's true
I got loose screws, but if I lose you
I'll prolly be through, break down when I see you
'Cause we connect like Bluetooth, you're the only girl I need to
Speak to, we do some things that we prolly shouldn't
Let's just hope no one's looking, tried to let go, but I couldn't
I guess I'ma let myself regress again, I'm so stressed, I can't
Ever let the little things go, but
On a side note, all these feelings I wrote
I don't wanna make it too obvious
But I'll make a vid' to this, I'm hoping that you're watching it
And I acknowledge it, that I don’t wanna sit here making you feel sorry
It's so sad and so obnoxious how I never find the confidence
To tell you all I want in this world is the girl that this song's about
That girl is you, and I hope, by now, you figured out