Your stare is about a mile wide
And my smile stretches as far as the eye can see

After all
I always thought you looked best in the streetlight
(Even if I still don’t believe it was real)

And with the door handle in my back (deargoddontletitturnintoaknife)
allowing only enough room to feel your breath on mine
I’d never felt more comfortable.

So just kiss me harder
And hold mecloser
Because I don’t ever want to forget
How it feels to be
under
y
o
uphoria