I was starstruck, across from a Starbucks Sit on the curb, got some new trucks But I still don't got a truck Your voice plays in my head, when I'm in bed, when I'm not feeling confident I hear it again, my hands on your leg, I'm grinding kids Crouching with two eyes, stuck, climbing, back on the wheel, now I'm driving Save the tears, for once in a sudden, I am sorry But it's not my fault, I feel you're mine I'm going back, it's not over, it's real Climbing back to my style, there's no need to reinvent the wheel Your voice plays in my head, when I'm in bed, when I'm not feeling confident I hear it again, my hands on your leg, I'm grinding kids Grandma went to watch the fire, even grandma went to buy the sky I'm going back, it's not over, it's real Climbing back to my style, there's no need to reinvent the wheel Your voice plays in my head, when I'm in bed, when I'm not feeling confident Baby, I love you, goodbye I thought we were out in paradise A sad at the end, a surprise I swear that line always makes me cry Rose in your pocket of ice Then I put one up to the rest of our lives Alone on my sunset Having way too much fun For me to go home Mr. Kite by the trumpet I look at the funeral, throw my phone Boys up in the hills with his guitar Boys up in the hills with his guitar Singing about you Boys up in the hills with his guitar Singing about you Boys up in the hills with his guitar Singing about you Boys up in the hills with his guitar Singing about you There was a boy in the city There was a girl, she was pretty the rest The playground they flew round got dizzy But then the girl got so busy that she couldn't land in her seat The other went through the pain You were missing, Lucy and me on the trampoline Kissing each other every day again But girl, you'll always be my beautiful friend