Maybe it was that smokey back booth
Neon light paintin' your tattoos
Kept me from seein' that hard truth
Maybe it was that vinyl love song
Thought those words were ours, but was wrong
Cause I only heard what I wanted to
(My) mom and all my friends saw right through you (and if)
I opened up my eyes, I would have to
Every midnight street light flashing red
Every back road slow down curve we went
Straight through
We were gonna be a small-town love story
But I didn't know the girl in my shotgun seat
Looking back I, wish I woulda known
Not to - kiss you - with my eyes closed - oh
Slow dance so close I hold ya
Late night, string lights with your head on my shoulder
But now I see you, that you were looking right past me
