turn me on turn me off then you turn me back on by the weekend
and you wont say the words that i want but you flirt when youre drinkin
i see those bubbles pop up like youre texting then they disappear
lets cut through the shit then lets get to what were doing here
are we just a backseat tryna get it while we can
are we names in a tattoo or just a number on a hand
are we last call kissing or will we be reminiscing with each other for the next forty years
are we written in the stars baby or are we written in the sand
yeah i want you to want me to take you back home to my mama
put my name on your lips call me yours and forget all this drama
your makeup is next to my toothbrush but you never put it away on the shelf
i’m asking you baby ’cause im tired of asking myself
are we just a backseat tryna get it while we can
are we names in a tattoo or just a number on a hand
are we last call kissing are we dancing in the kitchen baby tell me what it is or what it isn’t
are we written in the stars baby or are we written in the sand
are we just a backseat tryna get it while we can
are we names in a tattoo or just a number i should wash right off my hand
are we last call kissing or will we be reminiscing with each other for the next forty years
are we written in the stars baby or are we written in the sand
are we written in the stars baby or are we written in the sand
Artist: Old Dominion
Year: 2017
Decade: 10s
Language: en
Word Count: 115