Here's what you get from me A shiny little melody That shit don't grow on trees At least not every night I think it's safe to say No cop car has ever been As calm and warm as when You're in it by my side I'll be the Lonely One You'll be my crime Fuck if he cares for you My blood's running black and blue My backseat was made for you If only for tonight So I guess I'll wait for you That's all I ever do! Seems like I'm always waiting on some stronger tide