We be those sad guys
The back of the bus vibes
Late-night walk vibes
Late-night talk vibes
I wanna talk to you but I don't have the nerves
I'm sick of staring into space thinking about your curves
But I'll never do it though
Never works out like a movie bro
Smoking weed all alone drinking a glass of red wine
Waiting for a girl to come through and waste my time
Phone dry just like the Sahara
I wish I had the magic I wish I had the mana
I'd cast a spell on you
To make you mine and to see it through
I'd treat you right id treat you like a princess
And loan you my heart and there'd be no interest
But I'll be that sad guy
The back of the bus guy
Late night walk guy
The late-night talk guy