Hobosexual (Couch Surfing)

Want you like a grey Mercedes
Know I'm going through some phases
Where I don't want to love nobody
And I don't want to talk about it
You told me I was going places
Tonight I would rather stay in
I just wanna touch you places
But you make it complicated

There's no point in arguing if you're not in this
You're so quick to push me cuz you know my limits

Now I'm back on this couch surfing
I don't wanna wake you up
I might be out of luck
Now I'm back on this couch smoking
And I don't wanna wake you up
Cuz this thing it ain't love
One more time

I pull up to yours
And I swear wasn't gon' spend the night
I wish I was yours
I wish...

When I got that new Mercedes
You noticed all the sudden changes
You said that I was acting dangerous
And Hanging out with girls that's famous
Should've never entertained it
Dare me to try and save it
Don't think I have the patience
Now you wanna throw the blanket

Now I'm back on this couch surfing
I don't wanna wake you up
I might be out of luck
Now I'm back on this couch smoking
And I don't wanna wake you up
Cuz this thing it ain't love
One more time

I pull up to yours
And I swear wasn't gon' spend the night
I wish I was yours
I wish...