Garage (Late Nights)

Things in common, isn’t that the basis, of any relationship, don’t ask me cuz I wouldn’t know. Three exes, they all live in Texas, but that was so high school, where everything was based on getting attention.

And as a kid I kept it clean, but the thoughts grow more obscene, and the reality that I’m at my peak, is sinking in. Hanging out in a garage you might think I’m a mechanic, hell no, I just saw a handsome man and I panicked, cuz I’m freaking twenty one and I’m single yea you know, this feels illegal, but I kinda like that.

Late nights in the garage, but my hands ain’t dirty, cuz I’m sitting pretty talking to a guy. I know bro brings me along, cuz he thinks there might be something, but what if he’s wrong? What if this is unrequited love, like a welder I hope that the sparks fly, Late nights in the garage, but my hands ain’t dirty, cuz I’m sitting pretty talking to a guy.

What is this, oh what am I doing, shouldn’t be pursuing, yea what the heck is wrong with me? This can’t be real, but I want it badly, don’t know where it’s heading, but now somebody’s finally looking my direction.

And now I’m older and more mature, so the thoughts grow more obscure, and the reality that I have no appeal, is sinking in. Hanging out in a garage you might think I’m working hard, hell no, I just wanna put my number on a card, and deliver it to him but that’s awkward and cliché, this might be illegal, but I like it that way.

Late nights in the garage, but my hands ain’t dirty, cuz I’m sitting pretty talking to a guy. I know bro brings me along, cuz he thinks there might be something, but what if he’s wrong? What if this is unrequited love, like a welder I hope that the sparks fly, Late nights in the garage, but my hands ain’t dirty, cuz I’m sitting pretty talking to a guy.

It’s probably nothing, but I’m invested, the second season, I’ll get rejected. This is too good to be true oh yea I know, but I’m flying high and now I got a glow. Projects start, and projects end, that’ll be me yea it’s coming.

Late nights in the garage, but my hands ain’t dirty, cuz I’m sitting pretty talking to a guy. I know bro brings me along, cuz he thinks there might be something, but what if he’s wrong? What if this is unrequited love, like a welder I hope that the sparks fly, Late nights in the garage, but my hands ain’t dirty, cuz I’m sitting pretty talking to a guy.