Burned out books
You're lying on the bed with your dirty boots
That's when the feelings hits
Your lips pulling me like magnets
Oh, I don't wanna be friends
I just wanna kiss your neck
Oh, girl don't pretend
I know what goes on in your head
I know what goes on in your head
It was fashion week
We were dancing in a dazzling backstreet
I felt so alive
Getting lost in Paris at midnight
Oh, I don't wanna be friends
I just wanna kiss your neck
Oh, girl don't pretend
I know what goes on in your head
I know what goes on in your head
Girl, you love breaking hearts
Well, I don't care, just rip it apart
Let me take another hit
Before I fucking lose it
'Cause I don't wanna be friends
I just wanna kiss your neck
Oh, girl don't pretend
I know what goes on in your head
I know what goes on in your head