I'd rather spend my evening
Talking to Chloe on Twitter
Than having you come over
So it'll be like old times
But I know that you don't give a f*ck
'Cause you're knee deep in your iPhone
But now that you saw my tweets
You know that I'm home
Buried in my cell phone
Tryna get a hold of someone new
Instead of hanging out with you
And your high school stories
But you sure know how to get right to me
With all those Facebook statuses
About relationships and such
Poor grammar is a must
But I trust that you can do it
But I couldn't give a f*ck
Whether you give a f*ck or not
Rip my eye sockets out
Make me regret ever going out
But I know I'll make it out of here alive
As long as I don't watch your life
Unfold before my very eyes
Yeah, you told this high school story
One too many times for me
You know I'd rather
Yeah, I'd rather spend my evening
Talking to Chloe on Twitter
Than having to look you right in your eyes
@chl03k Video (MV)
Performed By: Modern Baseball
Language: English
Length: 1:39
Written by: Brendan Taylor Francis Lukens, Ian Daniel Farmer, Jacob Starnes Ewald, Sean Edward Huber
Modern Baseball - @chl03k Lyrics
Official
We currently do not have these lyrics.
If you would like to submit them, please use the form below.
We currently do not have these lyrics.
If you would like to submit them, please use the form below.
English
I'd rather spend my evening
Talking to Chloe on Twitter
Than having you come over
So it'll be like old times
But I know that you don't give a f*ck
'Cause you're knee deep in your iPhone
But now that you saw my tweets
You know that I'm home
Buried in my cell phone
Tryna get a hold of someone new
Instead of hanging out with you
And your high school stories
But you sure know how to get right to me
With all those Facebook statuses
About relationships and such
Poor grammar is a must
But I trust that you can do it
But I couldn't give a f*ck
Whether you give a f*ck or not
Rip my eye sockets out
Make me regret ever going out
But I know I'll make it out of here alive
As long as I don't watch your life
Unfold before my very eyes
Yeah, you told this high school story
One too many times for me
You know I'd rather
Yeah, I'd rather spend my evening
Talking to Chloe on Twitter
Than having to look you right in your eyes
Talking to Chloe on Twitter
Than having you come over
So it'll be like old times
But I know that you don't give a f*ck
'Cause you're knee deep in your iPhone
But now that you saw my tweets
You know that I'm home
Buried in my cell phone
Tryna get a hold of someone new
Instead of hanging out with you
And your high school stories
But you sure know how to get right to me
With all those Facebook statuses
About relationships and such
Poor grammar is a must
But I trust that you can do it
But I couldn't give a f*ck
Whether you give a f*ck or not
Rip my eye sockets out
Make me regret ever going out
But I know I'll make it out of here alive
As long as I don't watch your life
Unfold before my very eyes
Yeah, you told this high school story
One too many times for me
You know I'd rather
Yeah, I'd rather spend my evening
Talking to Chloe on Twitter
Than having to look you right in your eyes
Writer: Brendan Taylor Francis Lukens, Ian Daniel Farmer, Jacob Starnes Ewald, Sean Edward Huber
Copyright: Lyrics © TERRORBIRD PUBLISHING LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © TERRORBIRD PUBLISHING LLC