i never get bored of brainstorming reasons i adore you (x2)

i’m a sucker for lovers’ spats and the back and forth, but our tussels are nothing what am i packing for

i’ll never walk out unless i have to, boy. i’ll never walk out the door

cuz i get [bad word] and dramatic and you get mad over nothin and shout a whole lot of blabber but does it matter? it doesn’t

i’d never shatter this, honey, [bad word] away

cuz when the calendar says that i gotta travel i ache

our close proximity, always tripping over you and always banging into things

your rhythm isn’t totally in sync with me, but i wanna be a measure of your symphony

and i get flustered cuz it isn’t always so clear

but when i must be away from you send a kiss and wait right here

live your life when i’m gone, we can dance all night when i get home

lalalalalalalalalalalala, lalalalalalalala (x2)

i make a lot of messes but you’re still the plus one on my guest list,

forever 21 like my dress is, even when we get a little restless

you know me and you is what the best is, all the far away is just a test kiss me,

through the phone leave me breathless, kiss me through the phone and leave me breathless

and it’s just fine, cuz even when i’m seeing red i’ll leave and then i’ll be right back

and sometimes, i need to for a reason, my career and [bad word] it be like that

it’s alright, cuz all the feet and miles in between is only brief, i know

just one flight, and then you’re at the end and i wont spend another night alone

our close proximity, always tripping over you and always banging into things

your rhythm isn’t totally in sync with me, but i wanna be a measure of your symphony

and i get flustered cuz it isn’t always so clear

but when i must be away from you send a kiss and wait right here

cuz i never get bored of brainstorming reasons i adore you (send a kiss and wait right here)

i never get bored of brainstorming reasons i adore you  (send a kiss and wait right…)

live your life when i’m gone, we can dance all night when i get home

lalalalalalalalalalalala, lalalalalalalala (x2)

sorry for the glitter when i spill it on your pillowcase and that my little face is plain as vanilla taste

you’re looking bitter with your killer gaze, and you’re cool as mj in his thriller days

i nibble on your lip, i took the liberty of scribbling it on bricks in brooklyn

every bathroom stall and mathbook all the wrath i’m crawling back from

because you’re good at what you do, you take the mundane [bad word] and make it all new

unique new york all weekend all the creaking doors i sneak in you’re my freak

live your life when i’m gone, we can dance all night when i get home

lalalalalalalalalalalala, lalalalalalalala (x4)