歌词
Those Piedmont girls can go to hell
They're trying too hard anyways
Those Piedmont girls can go to hell
They're trying too hard anyways
Make your veins flow with new blood cells
Cause John Muir seems a ways away
We were losing drinking games and laughing in your driveway
And after hours I looked around for you
But you'd stolen away
You know I like it when you're awkward
You know I like it when you've got no thought control
I'm not trying to be your boyfriend
I'm just trying to be someone you can hold
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Well Tim came all the way from Munich and he likes the heat
And Abigail's found herself a man who's robust and upbeat
You cut your hair and shaved your head like a vigilante
And if I fall tonight, it's gonna break my back
It'll look revolutionary
You know I like it when you're awkward
You know I like it when you've got no thought control
I'm not trying to be your boyfriend
I'm just trying to be someone you can hold
You know I like it when you're awkward
You know I like it when you've got no thought control
I'm not trying to be your boyfriend
I'm just trying to be someone you can hold
Oh, oh, oh, oh
