Counting Stars

I wanna be scared, don’t wanna know why

Wanna feel good, don’t have to be right

The world makes all kinds of rules for love

I say you gotta let it do what it does

I don’t want just another hug and a kiss goodnight

Catchin’ up calls and a date sometimes

I love that we’re rebels, and we still believe

We’re the kind of crazy people wish that they could be, yeah

But I don’t want “good” and I don’t want “good enough”

I want “can’t sleep, can’t breathe without your love”
Front porch and one more kiss, it doesn’t make sense to anybody else
Who cares if you’re all I think about,
I’ve searched the world and I know now,
It ain’t right if you ain’t lost your mind
Yeah, I don’t want easy, I want crazy

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