Sweatshirt Weather - Best Intentions Lyrics

Come this friday night, i'll be waiting
calm me with your best intentions
wake up the next morning with me,
i could be your best invention

when i arrived there, i saw you up there
waiting for me, standing at the top of the stairs
i couldn't walk straight, i couldn't see straight
thinking about your body put my mind in a daze

i've got a pocketful of sins
so lets screw this up and we'll fit right in
another round before we fall
this is the last call
i'm going all in