I can't be seen

Kissing the make-out king

I know that they'll all be saying

She's gone crazy

Arms so long

His heart is strong

And I'm never sleeping again

The make-out king

Is in my bed

And I'm so tired

I think I'm a junkie

His hair is curly

He drinks like nobody knows where he's going

And nobody cares what he's saying

Dancing like he might tip over

He's always a joker

Looking for love around every corner

I'm sure I know better, beware

The make-out king is starting to care



I can't be seen kissing the make-out king

It's certain the girls are talking

She'll be forgotten

Legs so long

His heart may soften

I'm never sleeping again

The make-out king

Is in my bed

And I'm so tired

I think I'm a junkie

Calls when he's drunk

And drinks like nobody knows where he's going 

And nobody cares what he's saying