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