We lost track of time Or maybe I just didn't care Time flies when you're with the right guy Two minutes turned into two hours, oh my! We're getting sleepless nights Sneaking out late, ignoring bags under our eyes But I'd rather be an insomniac Than miss you alone again But it's late And I can't take A chance on the brake So I'm going
Highway speeds in a 35 Ten minutes to midnight Fingers interlaced while I'm running red lights You're kissing my neck I'll tell my mom "the traffic's bad" I know being punctual is a virtue, But for you I'd break curfew
It was pouring on the other side of town So I had to pull over, wait it out And yes he was there too, but I swear it's not an excuse So here's my alibi: My phone died, I couldn't check the time I'm sorry next time I will try But I can't promise I won't be going
Highway speeds in a 35 Ten minutes to midnight Fingers interlaced while I'm running red lights You're kissing my neck I'll tell my mom "the traffic's bad" I know being punctual is a virtue But for you I'd break curfew
Shifting into 5th gear Planning out our next year Whisper in my ear three little words I love to hear Blowing through stop signs Turning off my headlights I pull over, no I, can't keep my eyes off you I can see it in my head Daydreaming of where to next Focus on the road ahead But hoping you won't leave instead A heavy foot, a healed heart Telling me this ain't smart Pulling in, I hate this part Until tomorrow we'll restart
Highway speeds in a 35 It's already midnight Fingers interlaced while I'm running red lights You're kissing my neck I'll tell my mom "the traffic's bad" But I've already used that So I'm going
Highway speeds in a 35 Ten minutes to midnight Fingers interlaced while I'm running red lights You're kissing my neck I'll tell my mom "the traffic's bad" I know being punctual is a virtue But for you I'd break curfewTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
