BACKSEAT
I know that I'm yours
I just need to hear it more often
Cause I can see the colors
Just bring me back in your loft bed
Now we competing for nothing
As I proceed with caution
Is there a line that I'm crossing
Yet all my moves keep falling
I know that I'm yours
I just need to hear it more often
Cause I can see the colors
Just bring me back in your loft bed
Now we competing for nothing
As I proceed with caution
Is there a line that I'm crossing
Yet all my moves keep falling
Always doubt its right and I
Don't wanna end up alone
But I wanna run away
I can't face the problems at hand but
From the cause and effect
I'm missing my steps
Trying to find my way out of the dark
Circle is crumbling
The bridges in flames
Trying to forget all the ways things have changed
You were never too proud of me
But that's all that I ever wished you could be
I know that the grass died quite quickly
But for all four seasons, you held out your hand for me
Guess we both believed we were ready
But truth is I'm afraid of what it could do to me
To shut one more door that you said you'd keep open for me
I didn't mean to waste your time
You held my hand as we walked through the park
Kept the windows open as we drove in the dark
My hair in my face, backseat of your car
Promise that you won't forget me
I'll wait at the crosswalk
I just need to hear it more often
Cause I can see the colors
Just bring me back in your loft bed
Now we competing for nothing
As I proceed with caution
Is there a line that I'm crossing
Yet all my moves keep falling
I know that I'm yours
I just need to hear it more often
Cause I can see the colors
Just bring me back in your loft bed
Now we competing for nothing
As I proceed with caution
Is there a line that I'm crossing
Yet all my moves keep falling
Always doubt its right and I
Don't wanna end up alone
But I wanna run away
I can't face the problems at hand but
From the cause and effect
I'm missing my steps
Trying to find my way out of the dark
Circle is crumbling
The bridges in flames
Trying to forget all the ways things have changed
You were never too proud of me
But that's all that I ever wished you could be
I know that the grass died quite quickly
But for all four seasons, you held out your hand for me
Guess we both believed we were ready
But truth is I'm afraid of what it could do to me
To shut one more door that you said you'd keep open for me
I didn't mean to waste your time
You held my hand as we walked through the park
Kept the windows open as we drove in the dark
My hair in my face, backseat of your car
Promise that you won't forget me
I'll wait at the crosswalk
Credits
Writer(s): Wilson Hunter
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