Letra de Cleats - FINNEAS

It's a little touch and go

You can be the crutch that she holds

Got herself a sprained ankle

If you know, you know

Bad things always come in threes

When you broke your thumb, you lost your keys

She plays for a different team

Scraping her knees

But it's all the same to you

When she's standing in your room

On an endless afternoon

And the summer's over soon

Maybe she's a late bloomer

Or maybe it's a fake rumor

But you've got the same sense of humor as her

She's always at the wheel

You're often on her street

You don't know how to feel

You don't know how to sleep

Like it'll never heal

Your heart's still in the weeds

Straight off the soccer field

She's still wearing her cleats

But it's all the same to you

When she's standing in your room

On an endless afternoon

And the summer's over soon

If it's all a waste of time (All a waste of time)

If it's all been silver lined (All been silver lined)

If it's all a warning sign (All a warning sign)

If she's always on your mind (Always on your)

Nothing you can do either

Old crush on the new teacher

Wave as soon as you see her

From the bleachers