EXPRESSIVE TYPO

Yeah Why you love me better on a week day F*ck a limit go one hundred on the freeway I'm making money but I miss when it was Green Day Not in love but I give you hella leeway Girl you make me psycho Expression is my typo I hope I be your type tho Can we just see how the night goes Don't give them your number I just want you alone You my favorite lover That bedroom feel like home How we started off as friends and then we feel this way I know this love will end I take it day by day I want to wake up next to you girl Travel round the world just cause we made it How my eyes on you I cannot ever fake it Will you still love me seeing new faces Really had my heart broke That was the girl from hell But you so different make me anxious I could tell That you don't like obsessive guys They make you feel objectified All want you for ride or die But that makes you feel like a lie You just want some truth And I'm here for you I do not make no moves I'm a genuine dude Lost track of time Cause where you reside An ear for a while To fix up your mind Don't give them your number I just want you alone You my favorite lover That bedroom feel like home How we started off as friends and then we feel this way I know this love will end I take it day by day I want to wake up next to you girl Travel round the world just cause we made it How my eyes on you I cannot ever fake it Will you still love me seeing new faces Love me, love me, love me, love me Love me, love me, love me, love me Love me, love me, love me, love me Love me, love me, love me, love me