Romart

Dalston Lane seems gray
I've spent all my coins
I'm down to my loins

So I've run away
To a happy ending
And a girl who won't sin

Jot me down in your note book
Keep the lights low if you're sad
Teenage love in a killer pad
Keep clutching your tote bag

N-Y-A-F-O
Accept all nerves
Chilled yet reserved

I never was a fan
Of loser candy
The shit I don't need

Jot me down in your note book
Keep the lights low if you're sad
Teenage love in a killer pad
Keep clutching your tote bag