Won't you come around in your car in the middle of the night again?
I've got a thundering storm cloud hanging low above my head again
And if I lied about my age, is it fine?
Would you mind?
Sorry, we can blame it on that I'm
Young, naïve, and really miserable

And yeah, I wanna spend the night with you
Yeah, I wanna feel a beating, bleeding heart, don't you?
Because I've never really known
But I pinky-promise you I'm grown
And I wanna know what it feels like

Won't you take me to the place where you took me in your arms again?
And fill my lungs up with your smoke until I find a way to breathe again?
I ain't scared of boys, but boy, you're a man
And if anybody could I'm sure you can
For a girl this young, naïve, and miserable

And yeah, I wanna spend the night with you
Yeah, I wanna feel a beating, bleeding heart, don't you?
Because I've never really known
But I pinky-promise you I'm grown
And I wanna know what it feels like

You want a fresh cut flower and I'm your sweet red rose
You want a fresh cut flower and I'm your sweet red rose
You want a fresh cut flower and I'm your sweet red rose
You want a fresh cut flower and I'm your sweet red rose

Yeah, I wanna spend the night with you
Yeah, I wanna feel something, anything for once
Don't you turn around, don't take me home
You know I pinky promise you I'm grown
And I wanna know what it feels like