text: Two, three, four
  Friday nights under gymnasium lights
  Makin such a brainless ruckus on the F train
  Holdin hands cause youre too hipster to dance
  Makin fun of all the teachers and their first names
  Oh woah oh
  So close your eyes with your head on my shoulder
  Make this moment last cause we keep gettin older
  When you close your eyes with your head on my shoulder
  Make this moment last cause we keep gettin older
  Mmm and now were more than friends
  Woah, woah, woah
  Here we are on your boulevard
  Thinkin why the hell did we show up to the home game
  Holdin on before the moments gone
  And were all adults stuck quiet on the F train
  Mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm
  So close your eyes with your head on my shoulder
  Make this moment last cause we keep gettin older
  When you close your eyes with your head on my shoulder
  Make this moment last cause we keep gettin older
  Mmm and now were more than friends
  Woah, woah, woah
  Now were more than friends
  Woah, woah, woah
  Its been long, the longest road
  Til it all tumbles like a domino
  Maybe its time that we try
  I wont give up on you
  If youre feelin anything like the way I do
  Lets make a memory from tonight, woah
  I think its right
  Friday nights under gymnasium lights
  Makin such a brainless ruckus on the F train
  So close your eyes with your head on my shoulder
  Make this moment last cause we keep gettin older
  When you close your eyes with your head on my shoulder
  Make this moment last cause we keep gettin older
  Mmm and now were more than friends
  Woah, woah, woah
  Now were more than friends
  Woah, woah, woah
  And now were more than friends