[Verse 1]
We're never done with killing time
Can I kill it with you?
'Til my [bad word] red and blue
 [bad word] around here all the time
Got a lot to not do
Let me kill it with you

 [bad word] ]
You pick me up and take me home again
Head out the window again
We're hollow like the bottles that we drain
You drape your wrists over the steering wheel
Pulses can drive from here
We might be hollow, but we're brave

 [bad word] ]
And I like you
I love these roads where the houses don't change (and I like you)
Where we can talk like there's something to say (and I like you)
I'm glad that we stopped kissing the tar on the highway (and I like you)
We move in the tree streets
I'd like it if you stayed