Lyrics: Hugo Johnning/Philip Strand
Music: Hugo Johnning/Philip Strand/Yaroslav Polikarpov
Ey, what the hell
Why you hanging on the rooftop by yourself
I have an open invitation, but you tell me
"Go get lost, I don't wanna see your face"
Yeah, what the hell
So why don't we stay out 'til the morning light
Cause two wrongs can make a right
We're just doing what we're feeling right now
So suddenly we kiss in the parking lot
We chase the sun passing cops
We're just doing what we're feeling right now
So, what the hell
Why you hanging on the rooftop by yourself
Always waiting for the wound, but I got news for you
I'm the best that you can get, so what the hell
Yeah, what the hell
So what the hell
So what the hell
Ey, what the hell
You're pretending that you like somebody else
Like you got boys waiting in line to take you home
But tell the truth, you are spending the night alone
Let's be alone
So why don't we stay out 'til the morning light
Cause two wrongs can make a right
We're just doing what we're feeling right now
So, what the hell
Why you hanging on the rooftop by yourself (by yourself)
Always waiting for the wound, but I got news for you
I'm the best that you can get, so what the hell
Yeah, what the hell
Are you waiting for me?
So what the hell
So what the hell
What are you waiting for now
What are you waiting for now
So what the hell
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Why you hanging on the rooftop by yourself (by yourself)
Always waiting for the wound, but I got news for you
I'm the best that you can get, so what the hell
So what the hell