The first had scars in her eyebrows
Just like yours
Woke the neighbors with another
Hope you heard
One more on all fours forehead to floor like yours once was
And I hope you heard
One with breathe all menthol
Just like yours
Tangled in taxis with another
Hope you heard
The suns exposed my clothes scattered across more bedroom floors than yours
And I hope you heard
And I hope it gets back to you
Back to back to you oh
Back at you
I hope it gets back to you
It gets you gets to you
My gunshow hoodie is history
Is just like yours
Goodwill's got your mix tapes
I hope you heard
Kept the tickets stubs in the bottom drawer, mine and yours
And I don't care
And I hope you heard
And I hope it gets back to you
Back to back to you oh
Back at you
I hope it gets back to you
It gets you gets to you
Love moves like a car crash
Love soothes like a whiplash
Sluts toast to lost romance
So, Hoist high that empty glass
Here's to love
Here's to love
Here's to love
Here's to love!
And I hope it gets back to you
Back to back to you oh
Back at you
I hope it gets back to you
It gets you gets to you