You make me wanna commit crimes
But I'd hate myself
If I faked how I feel like I'm fine
You wouldn't date myself
She and I lasted all summer long
So it doesn't help you're here
It's not like you did something wrong
It's just not my year

Throw my body in opposite directions
Compared to where you're standing still

I just want space
I just need time
So take your nice face
Away from mine
It's all too early
Please slow down
A whole new place where I'll try
Meeting strangers 'til I die

You're making small conversations
Feel like days at a time
My not-so-sly observations
Could stain white beds like red wine
I lose balance leaving these halls
'Cause there's somebody I miss
She's back in those same old brick walls
Right now, that feels like bliss

Throw my body in opposite directions
Compared to where you're standing still

I just want space
I just need time
So take your nice face
Away from mine
It's all too early
Please slow down
A whole new place where I'll try
Meeting strangers 'til I die (Yeah)

Say eh (eh)
Say oh (oh)
Say la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la
(La-la-la-la, la-la-la-la)
Say eh (eh)
Say oh (oh)
Say la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la
(La-la-la-la, la-la-la-la)

Throw my body in opposite directions
Compared to where you're standing still

I just want space
I just need time
So take your nice face
Away from mine
It's all too early
Please slow down
A whole new place where I'll try
Meeting strangers 'til I die

Eh (eh)
Say oh (oh)
Say la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la
(La-la-la-la, la-la-la-la)
Say eh (eh)
Say oh (oh)
Say la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la
(La-la-la-la, la-la-la-la)

Copyright: Songtrust Ave, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Writer(s): Casey Barth, Imad Roy El-Amine, Mikael Temrowski, Riley Knapp