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Backseat Serenade 
Easy
by All Time Low
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lover
a place for me again
You felt it once before
I know you did
I see it
Princess
Drink me under, pull me in
You had me at come over boy
I need a friend
I understand
Backseat serenade
Dizzy 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 sleeping alone
You're salty like a summer day
Kiss the away
To your radio...
You take me over
I you up against the wall
We've 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 lives in metaphor
Yeah, it all
Backseat serenade
hurricane
(Oh) god, I'm sick of 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 sleeping alone
You're a summer day
the pain away
To your radio...
Backseat serenade
hurricane
(Oh) god, I'm of sleeping alone
You're a summer day
Kiss the sweat away
To radio...
Backseat serenade
Little hand grenade
(Oh) aren't you sick of alone?
We're on a summer day
Kiss the pain away
To your radio...
(Oh, god I'm sick of sleeping alone)
a place for me again
You felt it once before
I know you did
I see it
Princess
Drink me under, pull me in
You had me at come over boy
I need a friend
I understand
Backseat serenade
Dizzy 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 sleeping alone
You're salty like a summer day
Kiss the away
To your radio...
You take me over
I you up against the wall
We've 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 lives in metaphor
Yeah, it all
Backseat serenade
hurricane
(Oh) god, I'm sick of 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 sleeping alone
You're a summer day
the pain away
To your radio...
Backseat serenade
hurricane
(Oh) god, I'm of sleeping alone
You're a summer day
Kiss the sweat away
To radio...
Backseat serenade
Little hand grenade
(Oh) aren't you sick of alone?
We're on a summer day
Kiss the pain away
To your radio...
(Oh, god I'm sick of sleeping alone)
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