We could get back together, ride or die, summer night

Have a kid that would heal us

Ignore all the people, we can't feel them

Have a small house in Miami

Listen to the breeze blow through the clothesline and shit

I could wear t-shirts and long skirts in silk

I could taste the salt in your sweat

Wear your bandana, dark black

I like you 'cause you're ripped at the roots like me

My methamphetamine king

We'll never get better, no

We'll be sick together, love

Hair pulled back in that hot weather

Panties to the side for you whenever

You could look fly as you wanna

House shoes in the morning

Eyes sad 'til you take your last breath

Got your demons in me and you can't take them back

I've tried to move on, but just like when I was 16 I belong to you

I've tried to move on but it's just a dream

I belong to you

I've tried to move on but it's no use

I belong to