"High School Sweethearts" Can we just be honest? These are the requirements If you think you can be my one and only true love You must promise to love me And damn it, if you fuck me over I will rip your fucking face apart Step one You must accept that I'm a little out my mind Step two This is a waste if you can't walk me down the finish line Step three Give me passion, don't make fun my fashion Step four Give me more, give me more, more If you can't handle a heart like mine Don't waste your time with me If you're not down to bleed, no, oh If you can't handle the choking, the biting The loving, the smothering 'Til you can't handle it no more, no more Go home Can we just be honest? These are the requirements If you think you can be my one and only true love You must promise to love me And damn it, if you fuck me over I will rip your fucking face apart High school sweethearts, line up Ain't trying to waste my time High school sweethearts, shut up If you're not my type High school sweethearts, line up Ain't trying to waste my time High school sweethearts, shut up If you're not my type Step five You can't be scared to show me off and hold my hand Step six If you can't put in work, I don't know what you think this fucking is Step seven This one goes to eleven If you cheat, you will die, die If you can't handle a heart like mine Don't waste your time with me If you're not down to bleed, no, oh If you can't handle the choking, the biting The loving, the smothering 'Til you can't handle it no more, no more Go home Can we just be honest? These are the requirements If you think you can be my one and only true love You must promise to love me And damn it, if you fuck me over I will rip your fucking face apart High school sweethearts, line up Ain't trying to waste my time High school sweethearts, shut up If you're not my type High school sweethearts, line up Ain't trying to waste my time High school sweethearts, shut up If you're not my type Could you hold me through the night? Put your lips all over my Salty face when I start crying Could you be my first time Eat me up like apple pie Make me not wanna die Love me rough and let me fly Get me up, yeah, get me high Tie me down, don't leave my side Don't be a waste of my time Can we just be honest? These are the requirements If you think you can be my one and only true love You must promise to love me And damn it, if you fuck me over I will rip your fucking face apart High school sweethearts, line up Ain't trying to waste my time High school sweethearts, shut up If you're not my type High school sweethearts, line up Ain't trying to waste my time High school sweethearts, shut up If you're not my type Writer(s): Michael Leary, Melanie Adele Martinez
