Из альбома: The Party Scene
Think about it 'till anticipation makes you shake and we both lose control
Put the pedal to the floor, lay the seat back, lock the doors,
We're gonna make this worth our while
It's getting harder to breathe
"Jealous hearts will leave us all in ruins,"
That's what we'll say as we hide out from our friends, hear the message once again,
"Lets get this right"
Your lips are a hot flame, baby and our chemistry is kerosene
Take it off, take it all off, maybe we can get down and burn up in the heat
Times like these feel so dangerous,
When you know you're gonna find out,
How right it feels,
To ignore the ones you love the most,
This can't be right
Your lips are a hot flame, baby and our chemistry is kerosene
As we kiss to the sound of your stereo, don't say a word I won't say a word
Don't treat this like a secret,
Just keep it quiet while we know that we could tear best friends apart
With all the lies we've told
Your lips are a hot flame, baby and our chemistry is kerosene
Take it off, take it all off, maybe,
And I'm lost for words when thoughts don't compare - write this down