In Your Pocket

Okay
You want the song of the summer
But all of my thoughts are a bummer
And I'm getting older and dumber, oh, oh, oh

Take me upstairs, in your pocket, put me up there
In your locket, wear me around
Take me with you whenever you're out, oh

Don't, don't, don't hang up, don't quit, don't leave me alone
Still here, still fucked up, still miss you when I'm alone

Don't play with my emotions
Don't play with my emotions

It's not fair
It's not even

Someday
We'll make a sister and brother
And you'll make a hell of a mother
And we'll be so good to each other, yeah, uh

Take me upstairs, in your pocket, put me up there
In your locket, wear me around
You can have me whenever you're down, yeah

Don't, don't, don't hang up, don't quit, don't leave me alone
Still here, still fucked up, still miss you when I'm alone

Don't play with my emotions
Don't play with my emotions
It's okay if you don't know yet
But don't play with my emotions

It's not fair
It's not even
You don't care
I don't either