I can't hear you through my rearview mirror
Pinesol and your old concealer
Haunt my thoughts and all my teeth
That must be why they're turning sweet
I need an alibi
And a car headed eastbound
A tightrope and a scar where my feet fell
I can't walk without you by my side
Now I
I can't hear you through a rearview mirror
Pinesol and your old concealer
Haunt my thoughts and all my teeth
That must be why they're turning sweet
Riots on my mind
I don't wanna be here if you don't wanna fight
I'm tired all the time
I don't wanna be here if you don't wanna fight for this
I don't wanna be here if you don't wanna fight for this
I don't wanna be here if you don't wanna fight
I need an alibi
For the heart that I stole once
I was young and I thought that I found love
But time proved it wasn't on my side
So I lied
It must be payback for all those nights
When I told myself that it's alright
To tell a little white lie for a little good time
But I yeah I
I can't hear you through a rearview mirror
Pinesol and your old concealer
Haunt my thoughts and all my teeth
That must be why they're turning sweet
Riots on my mind
I don't wanna be here if you don't wanna fight
I'm tired all the time
I don't wanna be here if you don't wanna fight for this
I don't wanna be here if you don't wanna fight for this
I don't wanna be here if you don't wanna fight