Like Maybe

Standing in the bathroom
Fixing up her hair
He thought she looked alright
And she didn't really care
Cos she had a boyfriend
Who treated her unkindly
Didn't speak to her nicely
Was always sort of icy
Wasn't complimenting
Always undermining
And he had made her cry
And saw...(?)

And she was like...uhh...maybe?
And he was like...uhh...yeah tonight, tonight!
Uhh...maybe?
And he was like ...uhh... yeah tonight, tonight!

Sippin by the bar
On his Stella Artois
Came here after work
So he could show her
He wasn't just a loser
Working with computers
In an office daily
Making databases
Seeing the same faces
Watching time get wasted
And he could fuck a girl
Just as interesting as her

And she was like...uhh...maybe?
And he was like...uhh...yeah tonight, tonight!
Uhh...maybe?
And he was like...uhh...yeah tonight, tonight!

Red light, shadow fight
In the corner bar
Spilt a drink
Stumbled an arisen opportunity
Goosebumps, feeling lovers heart pumps
Touching sense, alcohol takes off their edges

And she was like...uhh...maybe?
And he was like...uhh...yeah tonight, tonight!
Uhh...maybe?
And he was like...uhh...yeah tonight, tonight!

And she was like...uhh...maybe?
And he was like...uhh...yeah tonight, tonight!
Uhh...maybe?
And he was like...uhh...yeah tonight, tonight!