Lyrics : William Grigahcine/Ari Pensmith/Jenna Andrews/Richard Zastenker/Johannes Klahr/Nicolas Petitfrere/Nicholas Audino
Music : William Grigahcine/Ari Pensmith/Jenna Andrews/Richard Zastenker/Johannes Klahr/Nicolas Petitfrere/Nicholas Audino
Oooh
In the parking lot in your homie’s drop top
Just a couple blocks from where we grew up
All those summer nights we were riding blind
Going way too fast
Down the boulevard with the windows wound down
I went in the car and we're getting real loud
All those stubborn nights with some bad advice
We were almost right
Till we weren’t
The radio still works
Locked into your frequency and this still hurts
I don't want to live another day without you in the dark
Tried to ride alone but I had no clue, 너 없인 난 hopeless
Long drives don't feel the same without you in the dark
Green lights telling me to go and my GPS was broken, broken, broken
I don't meditate so why you got to take up hella space in my mind
If love was real estate지켜보려 해
The walls are gonna break over time
If only then we knew maybe we'd be cool
With the sweet and bitter taste falling out of place
Rolling with the ways
Till we weren’t
The radio still works
Locked into your frequency and this still hurts
I don't want to live another day without you in the dark
Try to ride alone but I had no clue, 너 없인 난 hopeless
Long drives don't feel the same without you in the dark
Green lights telling me to go and my GPS was broken, broken, broken