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