Out of My League - Fitz and the Thunderstorms
You were a dream.
God, so out of my league.
I look across the grounds and I see her, surrounded by her gaggle of friends.
I can’t get you out of my mind. You’re perfect.
She’s so perfect but I’m me.
She’s prissy and perfect. Good grades and looks.
Her hair pinned up perfectly and clothes neat and proper.
Me in my ripped jeans and leather jacket.
She’s a cheerleader and I’m a nerd.
Out of my league. But all I want.
She’s a sunshine and I’m a thunderstorm.
She’s bubblegum pink and I’m spilled ink black.
We’re opposites but I can’t get her out of my mind.
She was so out of my league.
It’s a surprise to me when she kisses me.
When she cradles my head so gently like I’m the most precious thing in the world.
She was out of my league but she became mine.