Story Behind The Song
Teenage attraction on school trip to Japan
Song Description
Teenage attraction on school trip to Japan
| Song Length |
3:27 |
Genre |
Pop - Alternative, Rock - Alternative |
| Tempo |
Medium Fast (131 - 150) |
Lead Vocal |
Female Vocal |
| Mood |
In High Spirits, Delighted |
Subject |
Country, Nation, Attracted, Crush |
| Similar Artists |
Alanis Morissette |
Language |
English |
| Era |
2000 and later |
| |
Lyrics
G#, F
I should know better than to
Crave attention from you
But the way the rain sits on your face has me stuttering
Lights and signs glow in the dark
And I can't help but feel a spark
When our legs brush underneath the table
A#
Photobombing, you're exhausting, leave me wanting
G#, A#
Even if we die young
Falling in love in the streets of Japan
Was never part of the plan
Maybe if I think hard enough I'll remember where I asked
F, G#
For your opinion on the subject matter at hand
But can you fall in love with me
G#, A#, F
The streets of Japan
The streets of Japan
G#,F
I sat with you in Tokyo
But it's better you don't know
When you put your body on show you leave me stuttering
And I know I'm annoying
But it stops me destroying
The little bit of hope I have left
A#
Photobombing, you're exhausting, leave me wanting
G#, A#
Even if we die young
Falling in love in the streets of Japan
Was never part of the plan
Maybe if I think hard enough I'll remember where I asked
F, G#
For your opinion on the subject matter at hand
But can you fall in love with me
G#, A#, F
The streets of Japan
The streets of Japan
Will you still remember me, the nights we spent talking, the conversations we had that made me feel this way for you
And will you still remember me, when we both turn 17, and the memory of it slowly fade away
G#, A#
Even if we die young
Falling in love in the streets of Japan
Was never part of the plan
Maybe if I think hard enough I'll remember where I asked
F, G#
For your opinion on the subject matter at hand
But can you fall in love with me
G#, A#, F
The streets of Japan
The streets of Japan
Will you still remember me, the nights we spent talking, the conversations we had that made me feel this way for you
And will you still remember me, when we both turn 17, and the memory of it slowly fade away