Tomorrow
Tomorrow
Tomorrow
You and I, we're really
Really not so innocent
Consequences won't be easy
From here every road leads to regret
But if this ain't what you wanted
Then why'd you even come here?
It's 2 AM
If this isn't what you wanted
Then why'd you put a smiley,
In your message then?
Backseat, light off
Window open, stereo on
So kiss me in the backseat of my vintage Benz
Oh, who gives a shit about tomorrow?
When it comes, we can worry then
Oh, who gives a shit about tomorrow?
So kiss me under the light of a thousand stars
Oh, who gives a shit about tomorrow?
When you know how lucky we are
Oh, tomorrow worry 'bout tomorrow
Lying here together
Stretching every second into more
I know you're getting nervous
But this is a mess worth fighting for
But if this ain't what you wanted
Then why'd you even come here?
It's 2 AM
If this isn't what you wanted
Then why'd you put a smiley,
In your message then?
T-shirt off, breeze coming in
Leather seat catching on the skin
So kiss me in the backseat of my vintage Benz
Oh, who gives a shit about tomorrow?
When it comes, we can worry then
Oh, who gives a shit about tomorrow?
So kiss me under the light of a thousand stars
Oh, who gives a shit about tomorrow?
When you know how lucky we are
Oh, tomorrow worry 'bout tomorrow
But if you say you'll be there tomorrow
Then I'll love you tomorrow
Tomorrow
Tomorrow
Tomorrow
So kiss me in the backseat of my vintage Benz
Oh, who gives a shit about tomorrow?
When it comes, we can worry then
Oh, who gives a shit about tomorrow?
So kiss me under the light of a thousand stars
Oh, who gives a shit about tomorrow?
When you know how lucky we are
Oh, tomorrow worry 'bout tomorrow
compositores: Michael Holbrook Penniman, Paul David Vibart Dixon
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