
heart racer - hannah jane lewis lyrics
[verse 1]
he got his lips around a marlboro gold
oh god, i bet this view, it never gets old
if he’s a dotted line i’m sellin’ my soul
i know i shouldn’t, i know i shouldn’t, ah*ah
i missed the exit signs, ignored the alarms
i got distracted by the veins on his arms
i’m right behind him on the way to his car
i know i shouldn’t, i know i shouldn’t
[pre*chorus]
but i can’t help myself
i had to help myself
we’re in his cruise red porsche on the way to my door
he pushed the pedal right down to the floor
[chorus]
he’s a heart racer, better off alone
’cause hе’s bad, bad, bad to the bone
and that’s why he’s drivin’ mе home (that’s why he’s drivin’ me)
he’s a h*ll raiser, everybody knows
that i’m covered in his cologne
and that’s why he’s drivin’ me home
that’s why he’s drivin’ me home
[post*chorus]
five, six, seven, eight
why did you do that?
i felt like it
[verse 2]
sure he’s good promise but he’s misunderstood
something to fix if i got under the hood
i’m not the first girl who thought that she could
i know i shouldn’t, i know i shouldn’t
[pre*chorus]
so i deep end dive in his blue eyes
dyin’ on lies from a [?] smile
we’re in his cruise red porsche on the way to my door
he pushed the pedal right down to the floor
[chorus]
he’s a heart racer, better off alone
’cause he’s bad, bad, bad to the bone
and that’s why he’s drivin’ me home (that’s why he’s drivin’ me)
he’s a h*ll raiser, everybody knows
that i’m covered in his cologne
and that’s why he’s drivin’ me home
that’s why he’s drivin’ me home
[bridge]
i’m lost, i’m lost, i’m lost
[?] through every bottle we get closer
i’m screwed, i’m screwed, i’m screwed
i’m trying something new, i’m leaving good advice alone
[chorus]
he’s a heart racer, better off alone
’cause he’s bad, bad, bad to the bone
(that’s why he’s drivin’ me home)
he’s a h*ll raiser, everybody knows
that i’m covered in his cologne
that’s why he’s drivin’ me
that’s why he’s drivin’ me home
[outro]
he got his lips around a marlboro gold
oh god, i bet this view, it never gets old
we’re in his cruise red porsche on the way to my door
i know i shouldn’t, i know i shouldn’t
he got his lips around a marlboro gold
oh god, i bet this view, it never gets old
we’re in his cruise red porsche on the way to my door
i know i shouldn’t, i know i shouldn’t
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