Backseat کے بول

I saw this new born angel stand With too much free time on her hands She might go down on me She's not gonna drive me home She's got problems of her own And turns a lazy eye on me Me, i'm in the backseat going south I'm running late And shooting off my mouth She gets up and walks outside I just got the feeling right So i bow down in my best attire When six o'clock no strings attached If we can make our stories match I'm half a fool i can be a liar Me, i'm in the backseat Getting drunk i'm a mess But i've got a spare shirt in the trunk Turn down those worn out stars Some long lost friend of ours Was found on bended knees Show me where salvation lies And keep the bloodshed from my eyes Keep me standing on my feet Me, i'm in the backseat fast asleep I'm letting go I got so little of worth to keep (c) tekst & muziek : michel van montfort