My daddy put a gun to my head,
Said if you kiss a boy I'm gonna shoot you dead
So I tied him up with gaffa tape
And I locked him in a shed
Then I went out to the garden
And I ♥♥♥♥♥♥ my best friend cause my
High hopes are getting low
Because these people are so old
The way they think about it all
If I tried I would never know
High hopes are getting low
But I know I'll never be alone
It's alright, we'll survive, cause parents ain't always right