talk of dreams

you are something i want you take - take me away my baby

i’m sorry if everything is crazy i don’t know whats happening to me lately now i’m getting older and it makes me think of how it used to be so easy

we were only seventeen you were lying to me next to me i just wanted you to know that i was young & in control everything was easier never knew what feelings were used to be just make believe now i’m faded in a corner

“oh my god” “too fast…” “its going too fast…” “i never thought i might…” “i was doing much better…” “for real”

(running i go back)

simons my shoes and over me all of my jeans mean much to me i guess your time is luxury we should rewind pull back the seats but your chain so heavy look still fine head so messy give it some time prade be the devil to my angel take your shoes off they must be painful now only if you wanna go and do it i wont ever have to make you do it only if you wanna go and prove it

promise me that you will never lie i could buy things that you would like dolce & gabbana on a bag put balenciaga on a cap you can push your boy to the side you know i could a better guy

i dont really talk im the type to go into it and im pretty much sure that you’re fucking with a minuteman everytime he try to get it you stay intimate so much you can adore but you’re over there losing it

baby let me show you how i drive i can take you home on a friday night you can turn the lights off by your side i guess thats the way we like it