ive gotta get your number
youve got the mark of the beat
was it gravitation momentum carrying me
hi whats your name
youve got me feeling like im on fire
moth to the flame
heart of glass break in case of liar
on nights and weekends
in love or just friends
tonight you ask who are you
but tomorrow youll be saying i do
i want to be in your plans
i want to speak freely but my lips are in quicksand
eyes like aquamarines
sterling silver tongue and im stuttering
hi whats your name
ill work it out like long division
fanning the flame
getting hot like nuclear fission