Midnight
You come and pick me up, no headlights Lights,
lights, lights, lights, lights
Long drive
And then burning flames or paradise
Paradise, paradise, paradise,
paradise
Fade into view
Oh,
it's been a while since I have even heard from you
Heard from you, heard from you
I should just tell you to leave,
cause I know exactly where it leads,
but I watch us go round and round each time
You got that James Dean daydream look in your eye
And I got that red lip classic thing that you like
And when we go crashing down,
we come back every time
We never go out of style
We never go out of style
You got that long hair and slicked back white t-shirt
And I got that good girl fake and a tight little skirt
And when we go crashing down,
we come back every time
We never go out of style
We never go out of style
So it goes
He can't keep his wild eyes on the road
Takes me home
Lights are off, he's taking off his coat
I said I heard
That you've been out and about with some other girl
Some other girl I'm the girl Girl
He says what you heard is true but I
Can't stop thinking about you and I
I said I've been there too a few times
Cause you got that James Dean
Daydream look in your eye
And I got that red lip
Classic thing that you like
And when we go crashing down
We come back every time
We never go out of style
We never go out of style
You got that long hair, slicked back,
white t-shirt
And I got that good girl fade and a tight little skirt
That's tight and a booty girl
So crashin' down,
we come back every time
Cause we never go out of style
We never go out of style
And when we go crashing down,
we come back every time
We never go out of style,
we never go out of style