[Verse 1] She’s the girl who rolls her eyes when I walk in Palm-muted riff, I’m already in trouble again He thinks he’s smooth with that half-spoken line She pretends she doesn’t notice every time [Verse 2] Boy with the denim jacket, girl with the curly hair Bass locked tight while they circle the same stair She talks sharp so he won’t see her smile He plays it cool but he’s been stuck for a while [Chorus] Girl and boy, they won’t admit it Whoa-oh, both too proud to say they feel it Power chords loud so the truth stays quiet Everyone sees it but them Whoa-oh [Verse 3] She hates how he gets under her skin He hates how she already knows when he’ll give in Handclaps on the two and four, still playing the game Octave doubles when they almost say the name [Guitar Solo] (bright shredding solo) [Final Chorus] Girl and boy, they won’t admit it Whoa-oh, both too proud to say they feel it Shout it back if you’ve watched them try They’re gonna fall, just not tonight Whoa-oh, one more time Girl and boy… [Outro] (gang shouts) Not yet…