Quint - Sticky Lyrics

Yeah we had our lessons
I'm doing alright now
Cause you take my weight off
I wonder if you knew

So hit me when the ground moves
Meet me in the bathroom
Tell me what the odds are
And when to move

And yeah you can hit my Juul
There's nothing that I'd rather do
Than counting the freckles on your face
And shoot it to the moon

Is it really something when my hands get sticky
And it's hard to breath but I'll get through (somehow)
Pretty, pretty, could it be impossible to do
Not to ever fall in love with you?

Yeah we're doing alright now
Cause we're on different sides now
And were making a living
But we're so consumed

So show me all your aces
Tell me all the latest
But are you really waiting for when I move?

Yeah you can hit my Juul
There's nothing that I'd rather do
Than counting the freckles on your face
And shoot it to the moon

Is it really something when my hands get sticky
And it's hard to breath but I'll get through (somehow)
Pretty, pretty, could it be impossible to do
Not to ever fall in love with you?