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