Backseat drivers, backseat lovers Backhanded compliments Dirty little secrets kept From who you share your boring bedroom with Who's using who? I can never remember Teach me pillow talk in your foreign tongue But I still can't stay forever I'm a sucker for endings Whether sappy or happy I need to feel the full weight of loss Before I can move on Come for me or comfort me It's all the same "When you're with me, you're with only me" Repeat it back so we can both accept the blame Just 'cause there's a climax doesn't mean the story's over