Sheets up around your neck and your hearts down across the floor He?s got the best of you; yeah he?s got you right where he wants you In between his
I keep my eyes up; count the hours until your headlights dress the doorway Of another late night you spend lying with your subtle glances Only to make
Summer is calling its wanting postcards and polaroids And memories of last year, but I cant let go So lets drive until we dont know what road signs