The Chainsmokers, Powfu Fault In The Stars

I'll send the text tellin' you "Sleep tight"
Wish I was with you, not workin' these nights
Class in the morning I hear you leave
Seems like I don't see you
Feels like we don't speak
Yeah, we don't wanna waste another weekend
When Friday hits we're jumpin' in the deep end
Music and movies, we're hittin' drive-throughs
Life feels like a breeze when I'm beside you