Stupid Things

You make me wanna do stupid things

Hey
Guess I’m looking like just another Friday night out
Still, you’re looking my way
I can’t help it but got me on the high, no doubt
Are you trippin’ the same
Do you feel the rush, taste of a die-hard crush
When you’re moving my way
I hear a future heartbreak

We could be driving through the city
No red lights keeping us busy
Holding hands while you are shifting
No way you and I are drifting

Nah
Taking the highways
Feeling the highs
Gas on low we don’t mind
When we’re driving through the city
Only you and I existing

So were driving across the hills
High enough to get chills, yeah
Do you feel what I feel

I feel like doing stupid things

We could be anything
All night I wanna sin with
Your skin against my skin
You make me wanna do stupid things

You make me wanna do stupid things

You make me wanna do stupid things

We
Got the night feels all empty streets and no sleep
We can keep it discrete
All the heat got me dizzy and weak
Are we falling in deep?
Let me take the wheel and move to the passenger seat
Keeping up to speed, feeling the thrill
No stopping until

We are driving through the city
No red lights keeping us busy
Holding hands while you are shifting
No way you and I are drifting (no way you and I are drifting, no)

Nah
Taking the highways
Feeling the highs
Gas on low we don’t mind
When we’re driving through the city
Only you and I existing

So were driving across the hills
High enough to get chills, yeah
Do you feel what I feel

I feel like doing stupid things

We could be anything
All night I wanna sin with
Your skin against my skin
You make me wanna do stupid things

You make me wanna do stupid things

You make me wanna do

You make me wanna do stupid things

I feel like doing stupid things
I feel like doing, I feel like doing
You make me wanna do stupid things

(You make me wanna do stupid things)
You make me wanna do stupid things

You make me wanna do stupid things