Turn me on
Turn me off
Then you turn me back on
by the weekend
And you won't say the words
that I want
But you flirt
when you're drinkin'
I see those bubbles pop up
like you're textin'
Then they disappear
Let's cut through the ****
Then let's get to what we're
doin' here
Are we just a backseat
Try-na get it while we can
Are we names in a tattoo
Or just a number on a hand
Are we last call kissin'
Or will we be reminiscin'
with each other
for the next forty years
Are we written in the stars baby
Or are we written in the sand
Yeah I want you to want me
to take you back home
to my mama
Put my name on your lips
Call me yours and forget
all this drama
Your make-up is next to
my toothbrush
But you never put it away
on the shelf
I'm askin' you baby
'Cause I'm tired of
askin' myself
Are we just a backseat
Try-na get it while we can
Are we names in a tattoo
Or just a number on a hand
Are we last call kissin'
Are we dancin' in the kitchen
Baby tell me what it is
or what it isn't
Are we written in the stars baby
Or are we written in the sand
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Are we just a backseat
Try-na get it while we can
Are we names in a tattoo
Or just a number I should
wash right off my hand
Are we last call kissin'
Or will we be reminiscin'
with each other
for the next forty years
Are we written in the stars baby
Or are we written in the sand
Are we written in the stars baby
Or are we written in the sand
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