Sittin’ at home, I turn on the TV
It’s all reality
And I don’t want to watch stupid people
Got my phone
Check the texts between, between you and me
Cause I guess you popped into my head
It shouldn’t be Friday night
Why am I, here home alone when
We can runaway from the weekend
But I’m here alone
Wish you’d go throwing rocks at my window
We could, count the stars from your car hood
But I’m here alone,
Wish you’d go throwing rocks at my window
Pa, pa, pa, ra, papa
Pa, pa, pa, ra, papa
Pa, pa, pa, ra, papa
Throwing rocks at my window
See its been, far too many movies, sinking into me
So now I wait for my prince charming
But I got, this picture in my head
Of this chapel for our wedding
So I guess I got it bad
Just one step at a time
Why am I here home alone when
We can runaway from the weekend
But I’m here alone
Wish you’d go throwing rocks at my window
We could, count the stars from your car hood
But I’m here alone,
Wish you’d go throwing rocks at my window
T-H-R-O-W-I-N-G
You’re throwing rocks
I wish you where throwing rocks, rocks
T-H-R-O-W-I-N-G
You’re throwing rocks
I wish you where throwing rocks, rocks
T-H-R-O-W-I-N-G
You’re throwing rocks
I wish you where throwing rocks, rocks
T-H-R-O-W-I-N-G
You’re throwing rocks at my window
We can runaway from the weekend
But I’m here alone,
Wish you’d go throwing rocks at my window
We could, count the stars from your car hood
But I’m here alone,
Wish you’d go throwing rocks at my window
Pa, pa, pa, ra, papa
Pa, pa, pa, ra, papa
Pa, pa, pa, ra, papa
Throwing rocks at my window
Pa, pa, pa, ra, papa
Pa, pa, pa, ra, papa
Pa, pa, pa, ra, papa
Throwing rocks at my window
compositores: EVAN BOGART, EMANUAL KIRIAKOU, ANDREW GOLDSTEIN, BRIDGIT MENDLER
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