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Texty: Sita. Backseat.

(Douglas Carr./Tamara Champlin)

It's not my intention at all
To push you back against the wall
But this voice inside of me
Tell me something's changed
Every kiss turns into lies
And the light falls from your eyes
When the neon and the glimmer starts to fade
Up ahead the streetlights turn from green to red
Don't tell me it's all in my head

Hey hey hey,na na na
That ain't what you told me in your backseat
Hey hey hey,na na na
That ain't what you said that made my knees weak
Hey hey hey,na na na
That ain't what you told me
That ain't what you told me in your backseat

Nor you talk to me in rhymes
If we're through don't waste my time
Cause we're crashing at the point of no return


Up ahead the streetlights turn form green to red
You're twisting the sweet things you said

Hey hey hey,na na na
That ain't what you told me in your backseat
Hey hey hey,na na na
That ain't what you said that made my knees weak
Hey hey hey,na na na
That ain't what you told me
That ain't what you told me in your backseat

Taxicabs and no regrets,tell me baby
How could you forget
The promises we made
Flashing lights and black corvettes
See the wreckage that you left oh oh
Fire burns to ashes
Baby how was I to know?




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