Lyric

Second period blur

Chalk dust on my sleeve

You slid me a note

Folded in a b-ball tee

My name in blue ink

Right under the crease

I kept it all day

Like a secret with keys

And the bell hit hard

Like a drum in my chest

You looked right through me

Then you looked my best

I was half a joke

Half a nervous grin

When you said my name

I forgot where I was in

Locker room hearts

Lock, lock, lock

Locker room hearts

We don't stop

Under the bleachers

We make our mark

Locker room hearts

Right from the start

(Locker room hearts)

Lunch tray sliding

Across the scarred-up wood

You stole my fries

Like I hoped you would

Your locker slammed shut

Maple gum in your hair

I laughed too loud

Like I didn't care

Cafeteria sun

On the vending glass

You said, "Walk me home"

And I said, "Yeah, I guess"

And the bell hit hard

Like a drum in my chest

You looked right through me

Then you looked my best

I was half a joke

Half a nervous grin

When you said my name

I forgot where I was in

Locker room hearts

Lock, lock, lock

Locker room hearts

We don't stop

Under the bleachers

We make our mark

Locker room hearts

Right from the start

(Locker room hearts)

Homecoming lights

On your silver shoes

I stood by the wall

Trying to look like I knew

You took my hand

In front of everybody

My whole little world

Went wild and foggy

Locker room hearts

Lock, lock, lock

Locker room hearts

We don't stop

Under the bleachers

We make our mark

Locker room hearts

Right from the start

(Locker room hearts)