Someday you and i will live aloneWay up in the sky in a place that we ownLaughing at our TV that only we can seeOh, i wanna beOh, i wanna beIn a treeListening to your favorite songsFeel the breezeBut we cannot be here for too longCause soup's on and you made it specially for meOh i love living in a fucking treeIt's a treehouse in the middle of Harvard SquareWhere we can go when the world is just too much to bearI can take you to the library and check out 20 booksOr you can kiss me in the living room when i give you that lookI make breakfast, you make dinnerOr if we're tired we'll have someone deliverPizza to our treehouseWonder what delivery guy thinks aboutUs and our living situationBut all i can think about is how your lips give me heart palpitationsHeart palpitations(3x)Check my temperatureCuz i think i'm lovesickGet a thermometerDon't wanna love you real quickOh, don't wanna love you real qui-i-ickOh, oh
