Testo Backseat Girl

A twisted body on display
You couldn’t pay me to care about anything or anyone
And at my lowest, I’m afraid
I never thought about the way I look when I’m on the run

As if it ever was that easy?
I pick your face apart, put the brakes on in a 60, playing with your heart
And you could never scratch me out of your skin The queen plays her cards right, but I always win

You’re so ugly when you cry
So ugly, it’s so ugly
And I let you drive ‘cause I’m a backseat girl
And I let you drive ‘cause I’m a backseat

I scraped the sides again
I scraped the sides again, and from my thighs down I can’t feel a thing
All the time I got off, he’s on my mind again
But I let him drive, and I don’t know why

As if it ever was that easy?
I pick your face apart, put the brakes on in a 60, playing with your heart
And you could never scratch me out of your skin The queen plays her cards right, but I always win, boy

You’re so ugly when you cry
So ugly, it’s so ugly
And I let you drive ‘cause I’m a backseat girl
What do I know that I didn’t before?
And I let you drive ‘cause I’m a backseat girl
What do I owe that I didn’t before?
And I let you drive ‘cause I’m a backseat

Quit wasting your time looking for somebody else when she’s right there
Boy, when I’m gone, you’ll think about me all the time, I know
Keys locked in the car, pictures of David Ortiz on the wall
And I came to watch my husband play
Now I’m playing a dangerous game

Good luck trying to catch me if you’re still gonna talk to me like I’m seventeen
And I know you fuck like you want me
Left cuts on the side of your face with the rest of me

Half-asleep, he came in the front seat
If I knew better then, I knew you were after me
I can’t help but make you feel sorry for me
You’re gonna leave her tonight
I can’t help but make you feel sorry for me