April 12th

Face it, I don't know What I should be up to without you in my messages It feels like running downhill But that hill keeps coming Seen it all before, until I had you in my car It's just like nothing else matters Not Metallica, not Saturn Cause I miss pickin' you up at 3 am I'll sell my soul to drive again This time it feels so different I better just keep my distance Pickin' you up at 3 am I'll sell my soul to drive again And honestly I better just keep my distance And honestly I better just keep my distance And sometimes I don't know If I can write a second verse But then I'll think about our midnight conversations And it's like the things she says to me They'll disappear within my dreams To come up when I'm meant to be Pickin' you up at 3 am I'll sell my soul to drive again This time it feels so different I better just keep my distance Pickin' you up at 3 am I'll sell my soul to drive again Oh honestly I better just keep my distance Cause I miss pickin' you up at 3 am I'll sell my soul to drive again This time it feels so different I better just keep my distance Pickin' you up at 3 am I'll sell my soul to drive again So honestly I better just keep my distance Pickin' you up at 3 am I'll sell my soul to drive again This time it feels so different I better just keep my distance Cause I miss pickin' you up at 3 am I'll sell my soul to drive again Ha, and honestly I better just keep my distance