Backseat Serenade - All Time Low (feat. Cassadee Pope)

Lazy lover,
find a place for me again
You felt it once before
I know you did, I could see it
Whiskey princess,
Drink me under, pull me in
You had me at come over boy
I need a friend,
I understand

Back seat serenade,
Dizzy hurricane,
Oh god, I'm sick of sleeping alone.
You're salty like a summer day,
Kiss the sweat away,
to your radio.
Back seat serenade,
Little hand grenade,
Oh god, I'm sick of sleeping alone.
You're salty like a summer day,
Kiss the pain away,
to your radio.

You take me over,
I throw you up against the wall.
We've seen it all before,
But this one's different,
It's deliberate.
You send me reeling,
calling out to you for more.
The value of this moment lives in metaphor,
Yah, through it all.

Back seat serenade,
Dizzy hurricane,
Oh god, I'm sick of sleeping alone.
You're salty like a summer day,
Kiss the sweat away,
to your radio.
Back seat serenade,
Little hand grenade,
Oh god, I'm sick of sleeping alone.
You're salty like a summer day,
Kiss the pain away,
to your radio.

Back seat serenade,
Dizzy hurricane,
Oh god, I'm sick of sleeping alone.
You're salty like a summer day,
Kiss the sweat away,
to your radio.
Back seat serenade,
Little hand grenade,
Oh, aren't you sick of sleeping alone.
You're salty like a summer day,
Kiss the pain away,
to your radio.

(Oh god, I'm sick of sleeping alone.)