'Cause girl, you're perfect, but you're too fucking young ( For me) And when temptation calls my phone, I never pick up And girl, you stole my heart but you're too fucking young And this is more than a crush, I just might be in love A six-year (Difference) Is a ten year (Sentence) And with the (Pigment) on my skin I don't want to be another (Statistic) You bring me (Joy, joy, joy, joy) And you fill a void that was once missing And (I can say I'm in love) There go the policeman, knocking at my door Do I leave out the back and grab my wallet and coat? Or do I answer real confused like, "I don't know"? (I don't know) Now me and she held hands and we danced, nothing more She kissed my hand a couple times, FaceTime when we're bored There's nobody at the door, man, I'm so paranoid Fuck, 'cause 'Cause girl, you're perfect, but you're too fucking young ( For me) And when temptation calls my phone, I never pick up And girl, you stole my heart but you're too fucking young And this is more than a crush, I just might be in love