words by nicole
Backseat rider
Awkward silence surrounded by noise
Backseat rider
So much to say but such few words
Backseat rider
I look back on things I should have said
Backseat Rider
Replay it all over in my head
You don't treat anyone else like this
You don't treat anyone else like this!
Maybe its cause you like me
Maybe its cause you don't
Blank glances, dirty glares, and no nice words
Maybe its cause you like me
Maybe its cause you don't
The highbeams blind and confuse me
Maybe its cause you like me
Maybe its cause you don't
I still can't think of the right thing to say
Maybe its cause you like me
Maybe its cause you don't
I never know when I'm hearing the truth
You don't treat anyone else like this
You don't treat anyone else like this
Backseat rider
Awkward silence surrounded by noise
Backseat rider
So much to say but such few words
Backseat rider
I look back on things I should have said
Backseat rider
Replay it all over in my head
You don't treat anyone else like this
I like you so much I smell your clothes