My Favorite Color - Backseat Goodbye

I collect sunsets in the palm of my hand.
You stomp out the moonlight every chance you get.
One day you're gonna want them back,
when you do i'll turn my head.

You're the good luck for my bad ideas.
I'm the covers on your bed.
You're my dreams when i can't sleep
and i thank you for that.
I'm you're wednesday evening's afternoon.
You're a store sign blinking on and off.
You say time it's just a waste of light.
“I give you love, ‘cause you’re all i've got”.
You're all i've got
and that's okay.

It's a common misconception
to wanna get the best of a worse situation.
Falling back on unpredictable scenarios
will get you nowhere so turn up your stereo.
Well ba ba,
you've gotta get out soon
and no no
you won't know where to,
but you're sure as hell gonna get out of this town
so put that pedal to the floor.
Clap those hands to the beat.
I don't know where i'm headed
but i'm getting out of Tennessee.


You're a candle in the coldest room.
I'm a children's storybook.
You open me every chance you get.
My cover is your favorite color and i love it how you look…
out the window and up the stairs
and talk to yourself when no one's there.
Love is such a simple word,
but i'm glad to be in it with you.

lovely, oh so lovely. you look so lovely.
Yeah love is such a simple word,
but i'm oh so glad to be in it with you.

It's a common misconception
to wanna get the best of a worse situation.
Falling back on unpredictable scenarios
will get you nowhere so turn up your stereo.
Well ba ba,
you've gotta get out soon
and no no
you won't know where to,
but you're sure as hell gonna get out of this town
Put that pedal to the floor.
Clap those hands to the beat.
I don't know where i'm headed,
but i know i'm getting out of this city,
yeah and out of tennessee.


And we can laugh all we want,
i know it's your favorite
and i'll stare at you all i can,
'cause you…you're my favorite.
and we can laugh all we want, i know it's your favorite.
and i'll stare at you all i can, ‘cause you…you’re my favorite.

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