Peanut Butter to My Jelly

[Verse 1]
Met you by the checkout line
Laughing at the discount wine
You took my hand
Said
"Come with me"
Suddenly the world felt easy
[Pre-Chorus]
We got crumbs on the counter
Shoes by the door
Playlist on shuffle
Still coming back for more
You lean in
Grinning
Say it straight to me
Like we’re seventeen
Stuck in a daydream
[Chorus]
You’re the peanut butter to my jelly
I don’t know about you but… I’m ready
Life’s too short to waste time
Baby
It’s not a crime
To fall this fast
This messy
Crashing into you
It just fits me
You’re the peanut butter to my jelly
Baby
It’s not a crime
[Verse 2]
Burnt toast
Late again for work
You steal my keys
I call you a jerk
You kiss my neck
I lose my place
Coffee on the floor
Smile on your face
[Pre-Chorus]
We got jokes on repeat
Stories that we retell
Neighbors hear us laughing through the thin hotel
You lean in
Grinning
Say it straight to me
“This kind of chaos feels like home to me”
[Chorus]
[Bridge]
Spilled milk
Bad days
Traffic at five
You’re the loud singalong keeping me alive
If this is wrong
Then lock me up tonight
Hands up high
We’re breaking every quiet rule in sight
[Chorus]

rock, Crunchy mid-2000s pop-punk guitars with a bright major-key drive; male vocals with gang-shouted hooks on the chorus. Tight, punchy drums and a bouncing bassline keep it upbeat, with a brief halftime breakdown before the final chorus for that hands-in-the-air moment.