Backseat Evidence

(Intro - Atmospheric synth, deep bass hits)
Yeah
Midnight on the 101
Just me and you
Lights blurring...
(Whispered: Red velvet)
(Verse 1)
Two a.m., city lights passing in a blur
Engine roaring low, but I’m only hearing her
Black leather, red stitching, you’re looking like a sin
Ferrari, cold nights, don't know where to begin
You said you wanted speed, I put it in fourth
Took a sharp turn, now you're heading North
Hands on my neck, you ain't looking at the road
Girl, you're dangerous, setting off the code
(Pre-Chorus)
Trace the tattoo on your spine
Don’t tell me that you’re mine
Just for tonight...
Keep it in the lane, but we're going off the track
Yeah, you know you're not getting this back
(Chorus)
Little fun, high speed, in the Ferrari, yeah
Silk on the dashboard, shadows in the rear
Now I’m cleaning up the mess, feeling for your skin
Left your black lace, yeah, right where you had been
In the backseat... (backseat)
Yeah, you left it in the backseat.
(Whispered: It smells like you)
(Verse 2)
Smoke in the air, windows tinted, no one sees
You were making promises you couldn't keep
Breathless, reckless, you know I love the rush
Left a little stain, a little parting hush
Now I’m driving alone, but I feel you right here
The scent of you lingers, in the atmosphere
Look in the mirror, yeah, I see the evidence
That's the kind of fun that makes no kind of sense
(Pre-Chorus)
Trace the tattoo on your spine
Don’t tell me that you’re mine
Just for tonight...
Keep it in the lane, but we're going off the track
Yeah, you know you're not getting this back
(Chorus)
Little fun, high speed, in the Ferrari, yeah
Silk on the dashboard, shadows in the rear
Now I’m cleaning up the mess, feeling for your skin
Left your black lace, yeah, right where you had been
In the backseat... (backseat)
Yeah, you left it in the backseat.
(Bridge)
(Tempo slows, drums cut out slightly)
Maybe I’ll call you when the sun goes down again
Maybe I’ll just keep it...
As a token of the sin.
(Bass drops back in hard)
Yeah, it’s still in the back.
Right in the back.
(Chorus/Outro)
Little fun, high speed, in the Ferrari, yeah
Silk on the dashboard, shadows in the rear
Now I’m cleaning up the mess, feeling for your skin
Left your black lace, yeah, right where you had been
In the backseat... (backseat)
Yeah, you left it in the backseat.
(Fade out)
So dark...
Late night...

Slow (approx. 60-70 BPM) Moody, minimalist, bass-heavy, breathy vocals (think The Weeknd meets PartyNextDoor), male