Toothpaste
Your lips taste like toothpaste
And everything that's mine
My good taste was misplaced
Till the day I found your eyes
Wish I could stay past 9
Your words feel like presents
Wish I could hear them all the time
I keep every message
That you send straight down my spine
Wish I could stay all night
With the dark
Backseat of this car
In your arms
I can tell you you are
Absolutely all I'll ever need
We're driving home
You play my favorite songs
Funny thing they all
Remind me of your face
Your lips taste like toothpaste
And everything that's mine
My good taste was misplaced
Till the day I found your eyes
Wish I could stay past 9
Your words feel like presents
Wish I could hear them all the time
I keep every message
That you send straight down my spine
Wish I could stay all night
With the dark
Backseat of this car
In your arms
I can tell you you are
Absolutely all I'll ever need
We're driving home
You play my favorite songs
Funny thing they all
Remind me of your face
Your lips taste like toothpaste
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Writer(s): Eleanor Ludwig
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