Hobosexual (Couch Surfing)

Want you like a grey Mercedes Know I'm going through some phases Where I don't want to love nobody And I don't want to talk about it You told me I was going places Tonight I would rather stay in I just wanna touch you places But you make it complicated There's no point in arguing if you're not in this You're so quick to push me cuz you know my limits Now I'm back on this couch surfing I don't wanna wake you up I might be out of luck Now I'm back on this couch smoking And I don't wanna wake you up Cuz this thing it ain't love One more time I pull up to yours And I swear wasn't gon' spend the night I wish I was yours I wish... When I got that new Mercedes You noticed all the sudden changes You said that I was acting dangerous And Hanging out with girls that's famous Should've never entertained it Dare me to try and save it Don't think I have the patience Now you wanna throw the blanket Now I'm back on this couch surfing I don't wanna wake you up I might be out of luck Now I'm back on this couch smoking And I don't wanna wake you up Cuz this thing it ain't love One more time I pull up to yours And I swear wasn't gon' spend the night I wish I was yours I wish...