I love the way that we're moving fast
And I know it well that it won't last
He's got blurry eyes and a vision
She's not really sure that she's feeling right
That night you said this was your favorite song
Your friends think that I'm where you went wrong
If we all had a bong, then I'm sure that we'd get along
But you'd rather be outside playing beer pong
I hate the way that we take our time
I can feel you losing your mind
You fidget under your seat
While I'm losing sleep
Over someone that you seemed to hope I'd be
That night you said you'd had a lot to drink
And that opened up a door for you to think
I'm not sure this is more then a broken song
But you'd be happy to hear
I'm putting down the bong
I'm putting down the bong
I'm putting down the bong
Well this conversations filler
As you check the red in my eyes
I don't wanna be your killer
But you might force my hand tonight
Well this conversations filler
As you check the red in my eyes
I don't wanna be your killer
But you might force my hand tonight
Well this conversations filler
As you check the red in my eyes
I don't wanna be your killer
But you might force my hand tonight
Well this conversations filler
As you check the red in my eyes
I don't wanna be your killer
But you might force my hand tonight