We broke into a building site to look at the stars We got into an argument about which ones the farthest I told her that she's stupid when she grabbed my hand in the dark We stopped to get some cash out from the service machine She called her guy to pick up at like quarter to three We drove around in circles so it felt like we had somewhere to be
I'm calling her, Victoria When I'm with her I've got nothing to do Oh baby, Victoria I'd say I love you but that's way too soon
I know that she hates me when I talk too much She turns on the radio then turns it right off She's got good taste and I just can't get enough I'm calling like “do you wanna come to my place tonight I've had way too much to drink so I can't go for a drive But if you're bored just make your way to my place, and stay the night”
I'm calling her, Victoria We're making time for nothing to do Oh baby, Victoria I'd say I love you but that's way too soon
I'm crying in the backseat as I'm holding her phone It helps to have some fun but not when you overdose Shoulda told her that I loved her, cause now I'm alone
I'm calling her, Victoria Our nothing was a something to do Oh baby, Victoria I wish I said I loved you
Compositor: Thomas William Frederick Headon ECAD: Obra #33148283 Fonograma #34975829