Rerun
Car back seat
Talk middle of the night
Car back seat
Talk middle of the night
Eh
Car back seat
Talk middle of the night
Car back seat
Talk middle of the night
Kisses in your red car
Tension in the backseat
Slow dancing in the dark
In the middle of the night
Jealousy crisis
All our trust issues
And me weeping out loud
In the middle of the night
Didn't share too much
The best was in your bed
Don't know how to tell the story
We were in a mess
In a mess
Eh I can't sleep
No I can't eat
But I'll come back each time
Cos you're my favorite
You're my favorite
We are in a rerun my love
Are you doing anything to make it work
I miss every beginning
Was it ever meant to work?
We are in a rerun my love
Are you doing anything to make it work
I miss every beginning
Was it ever meant to work?
It's sweet and it's sour
Tell me am I your slut?
Cos his weather feels like it
It's the giving too much then didn't care
Just after we had sex and now
Now
Eh I can't sleep
No I can't eat
But I'll come back each time
Cos you're my favorite
You're my favorite
I defended you to all my fucking friends
And that's how you treat me?
With my best friend?
Is it a fucking joke?
Are you fucking kidding me?
I hate you
We are in a rerun my love
Are you doing anything to make it work?
I miss every beginning
Was it ever meant to work?
We are in a rerun my love
Are you doing anything to make it work
I miss every beginning
Was it ever meant to work?
I hate you
Talk middle of the night
Car back seat
Talk middle of the night
Eh
Car back seat
Talk middle of the night
Car back seat
Talk middle of the night
Kisses in your red car
Tension in the backseat
Slow dancing in the dark
In the middle of the night
Jealousy crisis
All our trust issues
And me weeping out loud
In the middle of the night
Didn't share too much
The best was in your bed
Don't know how to tell the story
We were in a mess
In a mess
Eh I can't sleep
No I can't eat
But I'll come back each time
Cos you're my favorite
You're my favorite
We are in a rerun my love
Are you doing anything to make it work
I miss every beginning
Was it ever meant to work?
We are in a rerun my love
Are you doing anything to make it work
I miss every beginning
Was it ever meant to work?
It's sweet and it's sour
Tell me am I your slut?
Cos his weather feels like it
It's the giving too much then didn't care
Just after we had sex and now
Now
Eh I can't sleep
No I can't eat
But I'll come back each time
Cos you're my favorite
You're my favorite
I defended you to all my fucking friends
And that's how you treat me?
With my best friend?
Is it a fucking joke?
Are you fucking kidding me?
I hate you
We are in a rerun my love
Are you doing anything to make it work?
I miss every beginning
Was it ever meant to work?
We are in a rerun my love
Are you doing anything to make it work
I miss every beginning
Was it ever meant to work?
I hate you
Credits
Writer(s): Chiara Foschiani, Edgar Michaud, Alexandre Koneski
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