Oh your a country girl who wears boots with a dress, tell me now, how long do you plan on keeping my heart?

Why….
Why do i like you?
Why do i care so much?
Why anything?

I know im young,
But if i had to chose her or the sun,
Id be one nocturnal sun-of-a-gun

I wear band shirts as a mating call

My hearts a stereo,

It beats for you,

So listen close,

Hear my thoughts in every note,

Make me your radio,

Turn me up when you feel low,

This melody was meant for you,

Just sing along to my stereo heart.

Killing myself as i repost

You’re just a whore, nothing more, sorry that’ll never change.

Yep. If u can guess who im talking about?

I don’t know what my feelings towards you are anymore….

I never really feel awake till I have my first cigarette of the morning