do you want to have a slumber party in my basement?
Maybe I need some rehab, or maybe just need some sleep
I’ve got a sick obsession, I’m seeing it in my dreams
I’m looking down every alley, I’m making those desperate calls
Im staying up all night hoping, hitting my head against the walls
What you’ve got boy is hard to find
I think about it all about it all the time
I’m all strung out my heart is fried
I just cant get you off my mind
Because your love, your love, your love, is my drug
Your love your love your love
I said your love, your love, your love, is my drug
Your love your love your love
Won’t listen to any advice, mom’s telling me I should think twice
But left to my own devices I’m addicted it’s a crisis
My friends think I’ve gone crazy, my judgment is getting kinda hazy
My status is gonna be affected if I keep it up like a love sick crackhead
What you’ve got boy is hard to find
I think about it all about it all the time
I’m all strung out my heart is fried
I just cant get you off my mind
Because your love, your love, your love, is my drug
Your love your love your love
I said your love, your love, your love, is my drug
Your love your love your love
I don’t care what people say
The rush is worth the price I pay
I get so high when you’re with me
But crash and crave you when you leave
So I got a question;
Do you want to have a summer party in my basement?
Do I make your heart beat like a native drum?
Is my love, your drug?
Your drug? Your drug? Your drug? Your drug?
Is my love, your drug?
Because your love, your love, your love, is my drug
Your love your love your love
I said your love, your love, your love, is my drug
Your love your love your love
I: can I meet this girl?
D: I don’t think you’d like her. she’s kind of quiet.
<3
shutup tumblr. I know what I’m doing.
