Testo Spend The Night She Wants Revenge
Itâs getting late and weâre both tired
Driving the awkward drive
Paying half attention as youâre pointing the way
But our thoughts are racing double the time
You told me your stories, I told you mine
But thereâs so much we neglected to say
Driving back home I had to turn right around
There was something that I needed to ask you
Why canât I just spend the night?
Itâs cold outside and thereâs no place else I can go