Letras
Twenty-seven circles, twelve held down
You can read the journals, they make a tower now
Testosterone with egos and the planted seeds
Of the quiet little voice so gently shaping me
And all the boys want cherry lips and Levis
And all the girls are making me realize
I wanna know what she's like
Is she in a church dress on a Sunday?
Does she wanna stay up all night?
Will I be closer to myself, hearing my name
Coming out her mouth, coming out her mouth?
Feeling like a sound of a color I've seen my whole life
Like the first real sip of wine
I wanna know what she's like
Breaking down the building at the corner store
What's with the 50/50? Yeah, I've just been bored
Praying like a preacher since the seventh grade
Truth or dare, pick neither, I was out of place
So stuck, so lost, I'm happy in the meantime
And all the past is making me realize
I wanna know what she's like
Is she in a church dress on a Sunday?
Does she wanna stay up all night?
Will I be closer to myself, hearing my name
Coming out her mouth, coming out her mouth?
Feeling like a sound of a color I've seen my whole life
Like the first real sip of wine
Yeah, I wanna know what she's like
I wanna know, I wanna know what she's like
I wanna know, I wanna know what she's like
I wanna know
I wanna know what she's like
Is she in a church dress on a Sunday?
Does she wanna stay up all night?
Will I be closer to myself, hearing my name
Coming out her mouth, coming out her mouth?
Feeling like a sound of a color I've seen my whole life
Like the first real sip of wine
Yeah, I wanna know what she's like
I wanna know, I wanna know what she's like
I wanna know, I wanna know what she's like
I wanna know, I wanna know what she's like
I wanna know
I wanna know what she's like