Crying in the backseat
Of a truck headed west
I can't find my breath when I'm covered in stress
Scarlet fever
My cheeks are red
My baby lies in a hotel bed
Flashes of light
Under my eye
I let this feeling pa** me by
Scarlet fever
My cheeks are red
My baby lies in a hotel bed
These aren't the days
But why does it look good?
I think we should try
Get back up again