I can't be seen
Kissing the make-out king
I know that they'll all be saying
She's gone crazy
Arms so long
His heart is strong
And I'm never sleeping again

The make-out king
Is in my bed
And I'm so tired
I think I'm a junkie
His hair is curly
He drinks like nobody knows where he's going
And nobody cares what he's saying
Dancing like he might tip over
He's always a joker
Looking for love around every corner
I'm sure I know better, beware
The make-out king is starting to care

I can't be seen
Kissing the make-out king
It's certain the girls are talking
She'll be forgotten
Legs so long
His heart may soften
I'm never sleeping again

The make-out king
Is in my bed
And I'm so tired
I think I'm a junkie
Calls when he's drunk
And drinks like nobody knows where he's going
And nobody cares what he's saying
Singing like he could be crying
Leaping or lying
Looking for love to keep him from dying
I'm sure I know better
I'm sure I know better
I'm sure I know better, beware
The make-out king is starting to care