Well you’re hot, cool and wild
But your thumb’s been gettin’ tired
That’s how I knew
You can keep it short and tight
But it’s more than what you write
That’s getting through.
With a slip of your right hand
You texted the wrong man.
I should’ve know all along
But the feeling’s gettin’ stronger
Every day
Now it’s right before my eyes
That I can’t believe
Single thing you say.
With that slip of your right hand
You’re crossing the wrong man.
Yeah I (I) got some things from you can’t take from me
Yeah I (I) know my friends online will like what they see
Well you’re hot, cool and wild
But your story’s gettin’ tired
and now we’re though.
Now it’s round about your turn
You can feel the iphone burn
And that’s the truth.
Yeah I (I) got some things from you can’t take from me
Yeah I (I) know my friends online will like what they see
