Backseat

Are you bored, are you happy
 I've put off the calls for weeks, for months
 And they pulled up like a robbery, hey
 A trip in the golden hour
 I think you know where we're going
 The summer's in bloom love
 You oughta see it go
 I know it stress you out, though
 You picked the shirt that I'm wearing
 Now time will tear it, oh
 Blue sleepy days, dirty evenings
 I let it happen, oh
 Now I dangle my feet off the steep end
 I watch the group swim the river out
 And I felt some type of way
 And I'll drag my body up the stairs, up the loft
 There's a lot of people there that I love
 Laughing at the cues when I'm not
 I miss your wit awful much
 The summer's in bloom love
 You oughta see it go
 I know it stress you out, though
 You picked the shirt that I'm wearing
 Now time will tear it, oh
 Blue sleepy days, dirty evenings
 I let it happen, oh
 Now I dangle my feet off the steep end
 I watch the group swim the river out
 And I felt some type of way