A hundred miles an hour Out on highway 10 Top down burning up the night again Ain't no one can catch you But girl I'm gonna try I can see that dangerous look in your eyes You're my kind of crazy Full moon saying you know what I like

A hundred miles an hour Out on highway 10 Top down burning up the night again Ain't no one can catch you But girl I'm gonna try I can see that dangerous look in your eyes You're my kind of crazy Full moon saying you know what I like

I ain’t gonna waste it I won’t let it slip away Gone tomorrow, here today No, it’s gone tomorrow But it’s here today A child held up in the sky To sunset youth, we say goodbye But I won’t live with regret Carpe Diem is the secret

Don't try to blow out the sun for me baby I'm not asking for what I know can't be All that I ask is a kiss a day And I'll give you love that'll never go away Yes I will yes I will I wouldn't ask you to lift up This great big world little baby I'm not

To the bride (to the bride, to the bride) May you always (always) I remember that night, I just might (rewind) Alright, alright That’s what I’m talkin’ about Now everyone give it up for the maid of honor Angelica Schuyler

You gon' have to say my name for this 'Cause usually, I don't do no flying out I never been one to fuck up the vibe The other side of you is on the loose Ain't got much to say I shoulda copped the one way You might have to catch a plane for this But

I've been thinkin' way too much Oh yeah, all I do is think about you All night, all I do is think about you I've been thinkin' way too much, much, much, much Now I'm longing for your touch, touch, touch, touch You won't pick up the phone, phone, phone,

If I woke up next to you Me and you, setting in a honeymoon We're the new face of failure Prettier and younger, but not any better off Bulletproof loneliness at best, at best Last year's wishes are this year's apologies Every last time I come home I take

Fill my lungs up, pour my heart out, peel my bones away And I found peace, and I found peace Grab my window, shed my shadow, excavate my pain Hold me up into the light and study every part of me I'm an open book, no, I don't mind, but sometimes I'm hard

Whatever you got to raise up We'll be flying up in the clouds Like we're never gonna come back down Like we're running out of runway lights You can't get it high enough Your hands or your phone or your cup Set it off like the 4th Of July Gonna take it up