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