Now we're on your floor You're taking off my red dress As I pull the blanket over my skin I don't like to be seen I'd rather feel your hands Close around my waist Just pull me closer Just pull me closer Just pull me Now we're in your car It's 32 degrees Smell of nicotine and sugar surrounding Roll the windows down I wanna feel the breeze Dry up my throat Let Joni sing me to sleep Sing me to sleep Sing me So do you love me now? It's okay if you don't I'd just rather not get my hopes up too high Dry waterfall I'd rather feel your hands Close around my neck Just pull me closer