I think I might Know you the best after midnight Tipsy on red wine Black dress, skin-tight Hands fit so well on my waistline
You say, "You´re all mine"
So how do I know your skin? How do I know your touch? But you never let me in, you never open up I don´t know what this is Is it me? Is it you? Is it us? But I know
I could pick him right out of a line up Southern looking boy from Carolina With blue eyes, but I don´t know what´s behind them It´s a fine line, and I´m walking on the wire I wish I could read him, I´ve been tryna Make sense of what´s been going on inside his Sweet mind, but I don´t know what he´s hiding He´s a good guy, and a damn good liar
Long day tracing Freckles that paint constellations Pull me back in Half smile, dark hair Cologne that lingers through the air Now I smell it everywhere
So how do I know your skin? How do I know your touch? But you never let me in, no, you never open up I don´t know what this is Is it me? Is it you? Is it us? But I know
I could pick him right out of a line up Southern looking boy from Carolina With blue eyes, but I don´t know what´s behind them
It´s a fine line, and I´m walking on the wire I wish I could read him, I´ve been tryna Make sense of what´s been going on inside his Sweet mind, but I don´t know what he´s hidin´ He´s a good guy, and a damn good liar
He´s a damn good liar, mm (It´s a fine line)
I know he´s lying but he´s still coming home And I don´t wanna sleep here all alone I know he´s lying but I bet you he already knows That I´m not gonna be the one to let this go Oh mhh
I could pick him right out of a line up That´s my boy, my boy With blue eyes, but I don´t know what´s behind them
It´s a fine line, and I´m walking on the wire I wish I could read him, I´ve been tryna Make sense of what´s been going on inside his Sweet mind, but I don´t know what he´s hiding He´s a good guy, and a damn good liar