Dumb Stuff

Oh my god, I think I'm in love

The way we stay up late and talk about dumb stuff

And there is no one else, I would rather be with

Please, promise you want me

Oh my god, is my love too much

Come on take my hand baby

Dance in this pouring rain

Cause what we've got is like a movie and I'm not above a good cliche

Oh my god, I think I'm in love

The way we stay up late and talk about dumb stuff