Lyrics

Carte blanche in a '80s sedan Tattoos that your father can't stand (can't stand, can't stand, he can't stand) And I'm gettin' dizzy, I took too much I guess I lost my balance when we fell out of touch And it's been ten months now, but it feels like ten years I'm lookin' around like how the hell did I get here? But I'm playin' cool, I'm laughin' it off Like life is a movie, quick, someone hit "stop" Wait, someone hit "stop" (Wait, someone hit "stop") French kiss on the autobahn Cliché, but you don't give a damn (don't give a damn), oh 'Cause I wander the pavement like you wander my head I skip all the cracks just to prove that I'm still a kid And I'm scrollin' the comments in the Hollywood Hills Gettin' down on myself, 'cause I'm a sucker for cheap thrills And we're playin' it cool, we're laughin' it off Like life is a movie, quick, someone hit "stop" Wait, someone hit "stop" So don't you forget it So don't you forget it So don't you forget it So don't you forget it So don't you forget it (Carte blanche in a '80s sedan)
Writer(s): Andrew Woodson Black, Maxwell Andrew Byrne Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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