Blood on the dashboard

Verse 1 – Female]

Met you in a backstreet bar, neon bleeding red

You said, “Baby, you look dangerous,”

I said, “So’s the price on your head.”

You had a crooked kind of smile,

Gunpowder on your sleeve

I like my lovers reckless

With nothing left to leave

You were lipstick and a switchblade,

High heels on cracked concrete

Said you were done with small-time boys

Who scare too damn easy on the street

You slid into my shotgun seat

Like you owned the night

Said, “If we’re going down, cowboy,

Let’s go down in headlights.”

We don’t say forever

We don’t say amen

We just count the cash

And do it all again

We’re blood on the dashboard,

Smoke in the sky

Kiss me like we’re guilty

Laughing while sirens cry

If loving you’s a crime, babe

Then lock me inside

We’re hell-bound believers

Just you and I

I like the way you grab my waist

Like you’re claiming stolen land

Rough hands, bad plans

And a trigger steady in your hand

We fight like thunder rolling

Then make up in the dark

You leave your teeth marks on my neck

I leave mine on your heart

You taste like danger and cheap red wine

Like trouble I can’t refuse

You push me up against the wall

Say, “Show me what we’ve got to lose.”

We ain’t soft, we ain’t clean

We don’t beg, we don’t plead

We take what we want

We satisfy the need

No white-picket fences

No settling down

Just a stolen V8

And the edge of town

We’re blood on the dashboard,

Dust on the line

You bite my lip till it bleeds

Say, “Baby, you’re mine.”

If the law comes knocking

We won’t run and hide

We’ll go out swinging

Side by side

Female: If they catch us at the border?

Male: I’ll be grinning in chains

Male: If the bullets start flying?

Female: I’ll be calling your name

Both: We don’t fear the reaper

We don’t beg for mercy

We were born for the fire

And to love this dirty

Female (low): You ever scared?

Male (soft laugh): Only of losing you.

Female: Then don’t.

Male: Not a damn chance.

We’re blood on the dashboard,

Flames in the night

Hold me like tomorrow

Ain’t got the right

To take what we built

In sin and in pride

If we burn, we burn

Side by side

Female: Start the engine.

Male: Load the gun.

Both: Baby, we already won.