Bleach

We talk a lot Friends, maybe not You're back in town on Thursday We keep it light, Mexican night But everyone knows we're thirsty What's this thing between you and me? You pull me to the side This could be love, this could be love, this could be love Dressed for the beach A packet of bleach A bottle of wine, not cheap stuff Go with the flow Out of control Joke that it's cuffing season What's this thing between you and me? Might be our shared star sign This could be love, this could be love, this could bе love And you're sofa surfing The wholе month of July So it can't feel casual (Uhh) And we're in a whirlwind Getting sick from butterflies What would happen if we fall? Up at a wall We're not animals And we tried to fight the feeling Destiny has ulterior plans I guess that we won't be sleeping What's this thing between you and me? Been brewing for a while (For a while) This could be love, this could be love, this could be love Yeah, this could be love alright Never in my whole life This could be love, alright