In Your Pocket Testo

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

Take me upstairs
In your pocket
Put me up there
And you lock it
Wear me around Take me with you whenever you're out

Don't, don't
Don't hang up
Don't quit
Don't leave me alone
Still, he's 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 you'll make a sister and brother
And you'll make a hell of a mother
And we'll be so good to each other

Take me upstairs
In your pocket Put me up there
And you lock it
Wear me around
You can have me whenever you're down

Don't, don't
Don't hang up
Don't quit
Don't leave me alone
Still, he's 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