For some rea­son, I’m really relat­ing to these lyrics.

Is it still me that makes you sweat?
Am I who you think about in bed?
When the lights are dim
And your hands are shak­ing
As you’re slid­ing off your dress
Then think of what you did
And how I hope to God he was worth it
When the lights are dim and
Your heart is rac­ing as your fin­gers touch your skin

I’ve got more wit
A bet­ter kiss, a hot­ter touch, a bet­ter f—
Than any boy you’ll ever meet
Sweetie, you had me
Girl, I was it, look past the sweat
A bet­ter love deserv­ing of
Exchang­ing body heat in the pas­sen­ger seat
No, no, no, you know it will always just be me

Let’s get these teen hearts beat­ing
Faster, faster…
So testos­terone boys and har­le­quin girls
Will you dance to this beat
And hold a lover close?
(Dance to this beat)

So I guess we’re back to us
Oh cam­era­man, swing the focus
In case I lost my train of thought
Where was it that we last left off?
(Let’s pick up, pick up)

Oh, now I do recall
We were just get­ting to the part
Where the shock sets in
And the stom­ach acid finds a new way to make you get sick
I hope you didn’t expect
That you’d get all of the atten­tion
Now let’s not get self­ish
Did you really think I’d let you kill this chorus?