Ant Pile - Dominic Fike

Lyrics by：Dominic Fike/Julian Cruz

Composed by：Dominic Fike/Julian Cruz

First grade

First grade

Somebody tied you to an ant pile

Ant pile

And it wasn't even the worst day

Uh-huh

Back then you knew I always liked you

Uh-huh

We went to high school

Uh-huh

And on the first day

First day

You pushed me up against the brick wall

Brick wall

You pushed me up against the locker

Uh-huh

So let's get home before your mom does

Know what your mom does

She takes a different lover every day

She threw her wedding ring away

You still love your momma don't you

Then you love she smokes so much nowadays

Sometimes a pipe but mostly Camels

Mostly Camels

Sometime around eighth grade

Remember our bodies were changing

You looked at me different

In the middle of in the middle of

And hurt me like you miss me

In the middle of in the middle of

It's starting to feel different

In the middle of in the middle of

And that was when you kissed me

In the middle of in the middle of

Ninth grade

Ninth grade

I picked you up before the first date

First date

You were allergic to your entrée

Oh-oh

Who knew you could do pasta

Oh-oh

The movie was awful

Let me get a redo anyway you wanna go

And you can pick it any would you like

What's the worst thing to happen next evening

The tire burst and the fireworks in the beater

The higher-ups tell you what you can't eat

Where you can't go how to dress how to act decent

I've seen you fall to pieces

Seen you completely naked

There's no more ways you can surprise me

Just looked at me different

In the middle of in the middle of

And you hurt me like you miss me

In the middle of in the middle of

It's starting to feel different

In the middle of in the middle of

And that was when you kissed me

In the middle of in the middle of