Kiss me by the black rack
I smell your Chapstick on the talkback
My friends forgot my number
Oh well, I wished for you to come first
Some things happen fast-like when you're asking for it
He lives under glass and couldn't hear you through it
Baby, make it last-I wasn't ready for it
Kiss me under contract
You'd sell my soul to make a comeback
Take me back
Some things happen fast-like when you're asking for it
He lives under glass and couldn't hear you through it
Baby, make it last-I wasn't ready for it
Kiss me by the black rack
I smell your Chapstick on the talkback
My friends forgot my number
Oh well, oh well, oh well, oh well!
Some things happen fast-like when you're asking for it
He lives under glass and couldn't hear you through it
Baby, make it last-I wasn't ready for it