My friends are addicts to all the late nights up in the hills
But I'm good without it, I want my Friday nights to be chill
But I always try to think
Am I out of sync? Can't make up my mind, 'cause now
Every time we're out I go ahead and doubt, don't wanna miss out
What is a prom after all? I suppose it would be sucky and dull
I suppose it would be lame and boring, or completely wonderful
What is a guy after all? Probably problems and shit I don't need
Just lots of exes and no guarantees, but some nights it's all I want
Good at excuses, but so bad at telling him what I feel
And sometimes I'm losing, mmh, something that could be real, but still
Every now and then I get up in my head, wonder if he cares
What is a prom after all? I suppose it would be sucky and dull
I suppose it would be lame and boring, or completely wonderful
What is a guy after all? Probably problems and shit I don't need
Just lots of exes and no guarantees, but some nights it's all I want
Little bit of heaven, little bit of hell
Little bit of heaven (that's how it is after all)
Little bit of heaven, little bit of hell
Little bit of heaven (that's how it is after all)
What is a prom after all? I suppose it would be sucky and dull
I suppose it would be lame and boring, or completely wonderful
What is a guy after all? Probably problems and shit I don't need
Just lots of exes and no guarantees, but some nights it's all I want
Little bit of heaven, little bit of hell
Little bit of heaven (that's how it is after all)
Little bit of heaven, little bit of hell
Little bit of heaven (that's how it is after all)
Little bit of heaven, little bit of hell
Little bit of heaven (that's how it is after all)
Little bit of heaven, little bit of hell
Little bit of heaven (that's how it is after all)