Boring

[Verse 1]
I feel you, now
Like we’re 17
Up too late at your parents' house

But we’re coming up on 22
Lost in the world nothing left to lose
My whole life I’ve been missing you;
Love letters to my youth

Don’t get boring

[Verse 2]
I know you got a good job now
Staying in downtown Dallas
You wear Prada pumps to work and
You work in a high rise palace
Got no time for boys like me
A dead end job at 23
Wanna settle down and start yourself a family
With a boy that looks just like me

Don’t get boring