My friends are addicts to all the late nights up in the hills
But I'm good without it
I want my Friday nights to be chill
But I always start to think
Am I out of sync?
Can't make up my mind, 'cause now
Every time we're out I go ahead and doubt
Don't wanna miss out

What is a prom after all?
I suppose it would be sucky and dull
I suppose it would be lame and boring
Or completely wonderful
What is a guy after all?
Probably problems and shit I don't need
Just lots of exes and no guarantees
But some nights it's all I want

Good at excuses
But so bad at telling him what I feel
And sometimes I'm losing, mmh
Something that could be real, but still
Every now and then I get up in my head
Wonder if he cares

What is a prom after all?
I suppose it would be sucky and dull
I suppose it would be lame and boring
Or completely wonderful
What is a guy after all?
Probably problems and shit I don't need
Just lots of exes and no guarantees
But some nights it's all I want

Little bit of heaven, little bit of hell
Little bit of heaven, that's how it is after all
Little bit of heaven, little bit of hell
Little bit of heaven, that's how it is after all

What is a prom after all?
I suppose it would be sucky and dull
I suppose it would be lame and boring
Or completely wonderful
What is a guy after all?
Probably problems and shit I don't need
Just lots of exes and no guarantees
But some nights it's all I want

Little bit of heaven, little bit of hell
Little bit of heaven, that's how it is after all
Little bit of heaven, little bit of hell
Little bit of heaven, that's how it is after all
Little bit of heaven, little bit of hell
Little bit of heaven, that's how it is after all
Little bit of heaven, little bit of hell
Little bit of heaven, that's how it is after all