[Verse 1] You pulled up Candy red smile Top down All curves Little engine Big sound Tiny car And a trunk full of lines You said "Hop in" I ignored all the signs [Chorus] You’re my Miata metaphor Cute paint Crash course Soft top Hard heart Pretty ride Sharp parts You look sweet in the sun But you cut when you turn You’re my Miata metaphor I stall and you burn [Verse 2] Bucket seats But your feelings sit shallow Chrome grin But your depth feels hollow You love Every mirror on you Two seats But there’s never room for two [Chorus] [Bridge] You rev up just to hear your name I steer clear You steer to the flame Leather wheel But a plastic core I wanted more I wanted more [Chorus]
