Don’t know how ended up in this car
Uber driver is afraid we’ll throw up
Upwards heading to the sixth floor
Slowly leaning your spinning head on my door
Dara ra ra ra ra
Dara ra ra ra ra
And I’d say something dumb to break the ice
Like ‘darling you should quit wearing old spice’
I’d hum to you the last song I wrote
Sipping warmed up cherry cokes
In this post-apocalyptic lifeline
It will be just this time
I swear, just one last time
I won’t pretend I'm fine
I swear, just one last time
It will be just this time
I swear, just one last time
Dara ra ra ra ra
Dara ra ra ra ra