Backseat
Dumbfounded, was your interest lost in translation?
I can't find it anywhere, no
I-I, did I come off too strong?
No cream inside of my coffee cup
I think she just wants to fuck, oh, okay
Had a little bit of what I want
Had a little taste test lookin' for the one
But I don't think I'm cut
Catfished enough for myself
But I can't eat, I just wanna run
So I decide to run right, lookin' directly into the sunlight
Bleached my eyes and get back into church
I can't right now, that's a fact right now
My bitch, she bad, my daddy said I should have her
(My bitch, she bad, my daddy said I should have her)
Dumbfounded, was your interest lost in translation?
I can't find it anywhere, no
I-I, did I come off too strong?
No cream inside of my coffee cup
I think she just wants to fuck, oh, okay
I think she just wants to fuck, so
Let's go in the backseat, we don't need a seatbelt
I don't mind the mess, but I'm stressin' 'bout how she feels
Lookin' at the moon, baby
Ooh, maybe we could
Kick it in the backseat where I left my headphones
Listen to my heartbeat, louder than a cellphone
Teach me how to move, baby
Ooh, maybe we could
Does it matter if it's real
If it's something I can't feel?
This imaginary love
I met her in a dream
So I'd rather stay asleep
If it makes me happy
Is it imaginary?
(Love, love, love, love)
I can't find it anywhere, no
I-I, did I come off too strong?
No cream inside of my coffee cup
I think she just wants to fuck, oh, okay
Had a little bit of what I want
Had a little taste test lookin' for the one
But I don't think I'm cut
Catfished enough for myself
But I can't eat, I just wanna run
So I decide to run right, lookin' directly into the sunlight
Bleached my eyes and get back into church
I can't right now, that's a fact right now
My bitch, she bad, my daddy said I should have her
(My bitch, she bad, my daddy said I should have her)
Dumbfounded, was your interest lost in translation?
I can't find it anywhere, no
I-I, did I come off too strong?
No cream inside of my coffee cup
I think she just wants to fuck, oh, okay
I think she just wants to fuck, so
Let's go in the backseat, we don't need a seatbelt
I don't mind the mess, but I'm stressin' 'bout how she feels
Lookin' at the moon, baby
Ooh, maybe we could
Kick it in the backseat where I left my headphones
Listen to my heartbeat, louder than a cellphone
Teach me how to move, baby
Ooh, maybe we could
Does it matter if it's real
If it's something I can't feel?
This imaginary love
I met her in a dream
So I'd rather stay asleep
If it makes me happy
Is it imaginary?
(Love, love, love, love)
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Writer(s): Charley Yang, Spencer Stewart
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