My Level by Katie Lynne Sharbaugh Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Blue fitted jeans and a white shirt
This boy costs more than my brain's worth
He doesn't stop for the red light
He doesn't stop, he drives all night

[Instrumental]

[Verse 2]
Girl, can you steam up my windows?
No pictures, I know how that goes
You think too much, make up your mind
'Cause I keep on blowing your stop signs

[Instrumental]

[Chorus]
Your room is a kind of messy I don't like
And somehow I make up with you after each fight
Beer cans on the floor, but you drink vodka out the handle, I know
I'm stumbling home with you at 3 a.m
And I don't even want you, but you're in my bed
Making me believe that all I wanna do is settle
But maybe you're not on my level
[Verse 3]
Don't worry 'bout what you look like
This spot is known for the skyline
I'll pick you up in the Volvo
Stay out of view from your mom, though

[Instrumental]

[Chorus]
Your room is a kind of messy I don't like
And somehow I make up with you after each fight
Beer cans on the floor, but you drink vodka out the handle, I know (ah, ah)
I'm stumbling home with you at 3 a.m
And I don't even trust you, but you're in my head
Making me believe that all I wanna do is settle (yeah, oh)
But, baby, you're not on my level

[Instrumental]