So I remember when we were driving, driving in your car
Speed so fast it felt like I was drunk
City lights lay out before us
And your arm felt nice wrapped 'round my shoulder
And I-I had a feeling that I belonged
I-I had a feeling I could be someone, be someone, be someone
you can only imagine the soul crushing scenarios that my 12 year old mind would conjure while hearing this on a rainy day after listening to my parents argue in the front seat
Its so frustrating when you have genuine good time with someone and their texting skills are worse than a 10 year olds, makes me think they dont want to have anything to do with me
