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Backseat Polaroids

[Verse 1] You were painting on my denim with a Sharpie Little hearts on the rips by my knee Said, “Promise you’ll remember when it fades” You laughed, “You barely see me anyway” (mm) Cheap cologne on the backseat blanket August air with our shadows stranded You traced my jaw like you were signing off Then stayed …you always stayed [Chorus] Backseat polaroids, colors all bleeding You were right there, then the film kept freezing Blink and you’re gone (gone) But the frame keeps repeating Every little flaw like a halo, halo Half of my heart stuck in late-hour echo I keep coming back To the flash, to the flash To the backseat polaroids of us [Verse 2] You were singing to the wrong verse, off-beat Mouth on the straw of a flat sweet tea Phone light glow on your busted screen Every crack was a road you’d leave me on (you said) “Don’t wait up, I’m a rerun ending” Then you’d call when the sky turned reddened Crying on the curb by your old street sign You swore …this was the last time [Chorus] Backseat polaroids, colors all bleeding You were right there, then the film kept freezing Blink and you’re gone (gone) But the frame keeps repeating Every little flaw like a halo, halo Half of my heart stuck in late-hour echo I keep coming back To the flash, to the flash To the backseat polaroids of us [Bridge] Pause— There’s a space where your laughter should land [beat cuts, vocal dropout] Just the click of a fan and my shaky hand I tried to throw them out, they slid from the trash Face-up on the floor like, “you sure ’bout that?” (yeah) You in that jacket, zipper stuck One eye closed like you’d run out of luck I mouth your name but the sound cuts short Like the film did [Chorus] Backseat polaroids, colors all bleeding You were right there, then the film kept freezing Blink and you’re gone (gone) But the frame keeps repeating Every little flaw like a halo, halo Half of my heart stuck in late-hour echo I keep coming back To the flash, to the flash To the backseat polaroids of us (of us) To the flash, to the flash To the backseat polaroids of us