Carte blanche in an 80s sedan Tattoos that your father can't stand And I'm getting dizzy, I took too much I guess I lost my balance when we fell out of touch And it's been ten months now, but it feels like ten years I'm looking around like, how the hell did I get here?
But I'm playing it cool I'm laughing it off Like life is a movie Quick, someone hit stop Wait, someone hit stop Wait, someone hit stop
French kiss on the autobahn Cliché but you don't give a damn 'Cause I wander the pavement like you wander my head I skip all the cracks just to prove that I'm still a kid And I'm scrolling the comments in the Hollywood Hills Getting down on myself 'cause I'm a sucker for cheap thrills
And we're playing it cool We're laughing it off Like life is a movie Quick, someone hit stop Wait, someone hit stop
So don't you forget it So don't you forget it So don't you forget it So don't you forget it So don't you forget it So don't you forget it So don't you forget it
Carte blanche in an 80s sedan
Compositores: Maxwell Andrew Byrne, Andrew Woodson Black (Haux) ECAD: Obra #45029756