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Backseat Serenade 
Easy
by All Time Low
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lover
Find a for me again
You it once before
I know you did
I could see it
Princess
Drink me under, me in
You had me at come over boy
I need a friend
I understand
serenade
Dizzy hurricane
(Oh) god, I'm sick of sleeping alone
You're salty like a summer day
Kiss the away
To your radio
Backseat serenade
Little hand grenade
(Oh) god, I'm sick of alone
You're salty like a summer day
the pain away
To your radio...
You me over
I throw you up against the wall
We've seen it all before
But one's different
It's deliberate
You send me reeling
Calling out to you for more
The value of this moment in metaphor
Yeah, through it all
serenade
hurricane
(Oh) god, I'm sick of alone
You're salty like a summer day
Kiss the sweat away
To your radio
Backseat serenade
Little hand grenade
(Oh) god, I'm sick of alone
You're salty like a summer day
the away
To your radio...
Backseat serenade
Dizzy hurricane
(Oh) god, I'm sick of sleeping alone
You're salty like a summer day
the sweat away
To your radio...
Backseat serenade
Little hand grenade
(Oh) aren't you sick of alone?
We're salty on a summer day
Kiss the pain away
To your radio...
(Oh, god I'm sick of sleeping alone)
Find a for me again
You it once before
I know you did
I could see it
Princess
Drink me under, me in
You had me at come over boy
I need a friend
I understand
serenade
Dizzy hurricane
(Oh) god, I'm sick of sleeping alone
You're salty like a summer day
Kiss the away
To your radio
Backseat serenade
Little hand grenade
(Oh) god, I'm sick of alone
You're salty like a summer day
the pain away
To your radio...
You me over
I throw you up against the wall
We've seen it all before
But one's different
It's deliberate
You send me reeling
Calling out to you for more
The value of this moment in metaphor
Yeah, through it all
serenade
hurricane
(Oh) god, I'm sick of alone
You're salty like a summer day
Kiss the sweat away
To your radio
Backseat serenade
Little hand grenade
(Oh) god, I'm sick of alone
You're salty like a summer day
the away
To your radio...
Backseat serenade
Dizzy hurricane
(Oh) god, I'm sick of sleeping alone
You're salty like a summer day
the sweat away
To your radio...
Backseat serenade
Little hand grenade
(Oh) aren't you sick of alone?
We're salty on a summer day
Kiss the pain away
To your radio...
(Oh, god I'm sick of sleeping alone)
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