Texty: Gym Class Heroes. As Cruel as School Children. Sloppy Love Jingle, Pt3.

The bombs been detonated, im just waiting for explosion.
I was at 2nd base and it was time for me close in on 3rd.
With blurred vision and precisly placed slurred words.
We started kissin' me, man listen it was like a scene from a very bad V movie with a very low budget.
But fuck it i was drunk and i admit i loved it.
Every last second i couldn't kill the thought of us butt ass naked.
Telly surfin' with the fan on, chat about the session and slowly get in to some closet skeleton confessions.
Thats when she made and offer that i could refuse and chills went up and down my legs like someone with tattoos.
She said she had a pad that wasnt to far a way and she would loved if i stayed until the following day.
So it was time to exit stage left.
I made my rounds gave my pounds and hugs gather my thought and took a deep breath.
And now we walking to the door but right before we stepped she bought me one more.

And now im feeling it, i had my hand in my pocket but she stealin' it, with our fingers in a lock.and as were walking down exchange street with our hearts piterpat to the same beat.
and then she popped the question like trav you ever been in love?
Im like not that i recall but there was one situation where i didnt have the paitcence or the balls to say it.
and ever time i tryed i just digitally delayed it.
and this sounds something like a....
man my speech impediment left my heart baking without a single resident.