Backseat Evidence

(Intro - Atmospheric synth, deep bass hits)

Yeah

Midnight on the 101

Just me and you

Lights blurring...

(Whispered: Red velvet)

(Verse 1)

Two a.m., city lights passing in a blur

Engine roaring low, but I’m only hearing her

Black leather, red stitching, you’re looking like a sin

Ferrari, cold nights, don't know where to begin

You said you wanted speed, I put it in fourth

Took a sharp turn, now you're heading North

Hands on my neck, you ain't looking at the road

Girl, you're dangerous, setting off the code

(Pre-Chorus)

Trace the tattoo on your spine

Don’t tell me that you’re mine

Just for tonight...

Keep it in the lane, but we're going off the track

Yeah, you know you're not getting this back

(Chorus)

Little fun, high speed, in the Ferrari, yeah

Silk on the dashboard, shadows in the rear

Now I’m cleaning up the mess, feeling for your skin

Left your black lace, yeah, right where you had been

In the backseat... (backseat)

Yeah, you left it in the backseat.

(Whispered: It smells like you)

(Verse 2)

Smoke in the air, windows tinted, no one sees

You were making promises you couldn't keep

Breathless, reckless, you know I love the rush

Left a little stain, a little parting hush

Now I’m driving alone, but I feel you right here

The scent of you lingers, in the atmosphere

Look in the mirror, yeah, I see the evidence

That's the kind of fun that makes no kind of sense

(Pre-Chorus)

Trace the tattoo on your spine

Don’t tell me that you’re mine

Just for tonight...

Keep it in the lane, but we're going off the track

Yeah, you know you're not getting this back

(Chorus)

Little fun, high speed, in the Ferrari, yeah

Silk on the dashboard, shadows in the rear

Now I’m cleaning up the mess, feeling for your skin

Left your black lace, yeah, right where you had been

In the backseat... (backseat)

Yeah, you left it in the backseat.

(Bridge)

(Tempo slows, drums cut out slightly)

Maybe I’ll call you when the sun goes down again

Maybe I’ll just keep it...

As a token of the sin.

(Bass drops back in hard)

Yeah, it’s still in the back.

Right in the back.

(Chorus/Outro)

Little fun, high speed, in the Ferrari, yeah

Silk on the dashboard, shadows in the rear

Now I’m cleaning up the mess, feeling for your skin

Left your black lace, yeah, right where you had been

In the backseat... (backseat)

Yeah, you left it in the backseat.

(Fade out)

So dark...

Late night...