[ Featuring Place ]
Call it what you want, I don't have an ounce of will
You had me at hello and I will have you
You've got me acting like a starry-eyed kid
And not in the romantic way but in the way where I look like an idiot
Quoting Kerouac
Smoking till my lungs turn black
Call this what you like, I could call you if you want
You could be the subject of every single stupid song
It's been three years since I have been free
And everyone I've slept with no longer wants to talk to me
I'm cutting losses, ties, and lines of communication
You're the only good thing I've laid my eyes on
I want you, I want you
I want you, I want you
And you can call me what you want, I could call you if you like
I'll debase myself, at your leisure, every night
And when I sleep, I'll dream of you
Catching my eye, proving love at first sight is true
And like new lovers
We could make the jump and let the fall take us
I want you, I want you
I want you, I want you
And like new lovers
We could make the jump and let the fall kill us
I want you, I want you
I want you, I want you
