Backseat

Are you bored, are you happy

I’ve put off the calls for weeks, for months

And they pulled up like a robbery, hey

A trip in the golden hour

I think you know where we’re going

The summer’s in bloom love

You oughta see it go

I know it stress you out though

You picked the shirt that I'm wearing, now time will tear it

Blue sleepy days, dirty evenings

I let it happen

I dangle my feet off the steep end

I watch the group swim the river out

And I felt some type of way

And I’ll drag my body up the stairs, up the loft

Therе’s a lot of people therе that I love

Laughing at the cues when I'm not

I miss your wit awful much

The summer’s in bloom love

You oughta see it go

I know it stress you out though

You picked the shirt that I'm wearing, now time will tear it

Blue sleepy days, dirty evenings

I let it happen

I dangle my feet off the steep end

I watch the group swim the river out

And I felt some type of way