Chapstick
 作词 : Julian Bunetta/Chase Lawrence/Joseph Memmel/Ryan Winnen
 作曲 : Julian Bunetta/Chase Lawrence/Joseph Memmel/Ryan Winnen
 Yeah

 She's a friend of mine, and an apple pie
 And a sharpshooter, I'm in the overtime like
 This sharpshooter, I feel like I'm intrudin'
 She's a friend of mine, and an alibi
 In the getaway car, in overdrive like
 This sharpshooter, I like the way you move us

 She's a real live wire, what's she talking about?
 I think I love her
 Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
 So don't, don't come back looking for me, me
 No, you don't
 How come they lookin' for you, you, you?

 I just wanna be here
 Walking like an animal
 I just wanna teach her a thing or two
 Let's lose control and alt, delete
 And one, two, three, four, five
 I don't wanna fight, butterflies
 Out of sight, out of my mind

 I just wanna taste your chapstick
 I just wanna taste your–
 I just, I just, I just wanna taste your chapstick
 I just wanna taste your–
 I just, I just, I just wanna–
 Dance, baby
 I just wanna cry lately

 I saw her face when I crossed the room
 I was looking at me, looking at you like
 Hey, cherry blossom, yeah, yeah, what's your problem?
 I don't want your leather jacket, I just wanna taste your chapstick
 Hey sharpshooter, what, what are we doing?

 She's a real wildfire and she's hard to contain
 She's going all the way
 Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
 She's a real live wire, what's she talking about?
 I think I love her

 (I just, I just, I just wanna) I just wanna be here
 Walking like an animal
 I just wanna teach her a thing or two
 Let's lose control and alt, delete
 And one, two, three, four, five
 I don't wanna fight, butterflies
 Out of sight, out of my mind

 I just wanna taste your chapstick
 I just wanna taste your–
 I just, I just, I just wanna taste your chapstick
 I just wanna taste your chapstick

 (I just, I just, I just wanna) I just wanna be here
 Walking like an animal
 I just wanna teach her a thing or two
 Let's lose control and alt, delete
 And one, two, three, four, five
 I don't wanna fight, butterflies
 Out of sight, out of my mind (Taste your chapstick)

 I just wanna dance, baby
 I just wanna cry lately