[Intro] (Maybe we should call it nothing) (Lord knows it can't be love, right?) [Verse 1] Off guard, blindside Dancing at the stoplight Flooded with the thought of you and I (Flooded with the thought of you and I) Told ourselves it's nothing new It's in our head, that's where we're doing all we can to make it true (Doing all we can to make it...Learn More