Prom Date

I feel like your prom date, baby (Cold Hart, baby)
You know that we both are crazy (ah-ah)
Yeah

I feel like your prom date, baby (yeah)
You know that we both are crazy
So hold on and don't let go
Shut my eyes and leave me cold
Backwood packs and broken bones
Waking up to no one home
I don't wanna go back home
There's nothing for me anymore

And nothing ever seems to go my way (no-no-no, no-no-no)
But when I see your face, I feel okay (okay, I feel okay)
When I hold her hand, she melts away
Just so I can see her run away

I feel like your prom date, baby
You know that we both are crazy
So hold on and don't let go
Shut my eyes and leave me cold
Backwood packs and broken bones
Waking up to no one home
I don't wanna go back home
There's nothing for me anymore

Yeah, there's nothing, yeah, nothing for me (nothing here, nothing here for me)
Yeah, there's nothing, yeah, nothing for me (nothing here, miss me, GothBoiClique)
Summon GothBoiClique
You can be my prom date, baby