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Letras: Backseat Goodbye. Dressed Up Like Dreams. Sidewalk Sing Along.


Well we could take off each other's clothes
or be best friends in the middle of the road
or we could just talk shit about tomorrow and it how it never adds up
well we could touch lips for the hell of it
it's a nice day and we're just kids
there's nothing to do anyway in this town made for two
i don't know what you meant
but i know what you said
about the big nights
about the blue sky
and the indifferent way you talk about the past you like
maybe you should write a book about it
or a song that we'll all sing along to
with la da da i'm so damn glad you moved to the city
and that's too bad you lost what you loved
it's an ugly world but you can smile all you want
well here we are in the back of your car
our hands move to the beat of our hips
no one has to know the truth about this
we we're "just out for a walk and a kiss or two"
i'll tell you girl you do a number on me
with those eyes i swear you stole from the sky
all i need, is you tonight
i don't know what you meant
but i know what you said
about the big nights
about the blue sky
and the indifferent way you talk about the past you like
maybe you should write a book about it
or a song that we'll all sing along to
with la da da i'm so damn glad you moved to the city
and that's too bad you lost what you loved
it's an ugly world but you can smile all you want
won't you meet at the sidewalk if you want
i know you know the whole truth and nothing but the
someone said you were leaving town soon
well if so then i am too
yeah we're a mess but that's fine 'cause it's me and you
well we could climb trees and lay in their leaves
they won't mind as long as we ask nice
you won't mind as long as i ask nice
or so i'm told
well we could carve hearts out of falling stars
chase the wind down the winding streets
ride in cars for hours to nowhere
we're a mess, but that's fine, 'cause it's you and me
we're a mess, but that's fine
we don't need no time to keep up with the days
you keep telling your lies
i'll keep singing these shitty love songs