Parked in front of your house
The headlights still glowing
I can feel that look on your face
And see your heart beating
I can tell you want to kiss me
But you won't
I want to tell you to kiss me
But I won't
And behind the thought of us
Trying to find warmth
By taking our clothes off
In my backseat
We both know our history
Won't repeat itself
But we might just end up
Rewriting our future