You know my heart's a stereo that only plays for youīecause good music can be so hard to find Just keep me stuck inside your head, like your favorite tune If you can hit it, sing along and take me by the hand I think I finally found a note to make you understand You never know we come and go like on the interstate When you have to purchase mad D batteriesĪppreciate every mixtape your friends make Would you turn my volume up in front of the copsĪnd crank it higher every time they told you to stopĪnd all I ask is that you don't get mad at me

Would you hold me on your shoulder wherever you walk If I was an old-school fifty pound boombox Oh oh oh oh, oh oh oh oh, oh oh oh oh so sing along to my stereo Just keep it stuck inside your head, like your favorite tuneĪnd know my heart's a stereo that only plays for you I'd sing it softly in your ear and grab you by the hand If I could only find a note to make you understand 'Cause holding grudges over love is ancient artifacts I used to, used to, used to, used to, now I'm over that It's just the last girl that played me left a couple cracks Like yeah fucked up, check it Travie, I can handle thatįurthermore, I apologize for any skipping tracks If I asked you to scratch my back, could you manage that?

Would you blow me off and play me like everybody else? If I was just another dusty record on the shelf

My hearts a stereo nightcore