Seems like every broken heart is someone that you're dating
I don't want a spot in line to kiss and be kept waiting
So go on go on girl
In your fifth grade t-shirt saying
Does this look good on me
Does this does this look good on me
We'll get high and talk about our plans for next September
Almost make out on the stairs then say you don't remember
So go on go on girl
In your stupid snapback saying
Come here and find me
Why can't you remind me of her
And I can't sleep cause it's getting warmer
And she's the brink of another winter
Another winter
Another winter
Go on go on girl
Go on go on girl
Go on go on girl
Go on go on girl