Lyrics

Hostile Love Planet Takeover (Produced By Forest G Whitehead)

Come Saturday Night
Remember pink hill road we raced fast of course I
was a little rusty back then and yes i guess i still am
just like those pinstripes you could barely see
my reflection in those passenger doors
and thats probably a good thing , that’s probably a
good thing come Saturday night ooh they got a good swing there was scratching and biting but mostly we were fighting the inevitable

yeah your built to break a thousand hearts then tear em all apart like all those miles you put on me left me a little broken down out of gas in this small town watching your headlights drive away i always said to myself
It was nice riding shotgun but baby
you were built to break a thousand hearts

underneath that hood a big block that purrs
when a strong tools wrenching on it and changing that oil and of course you were bound to leak on to the driveway only I pretended not to notice them stains
and I still got scars on my knuckles , a belt that wont buckle from a couple a pounds that wont go away
lately I’m feeling exhausted tired of being accosted
by another injured filing a claim

your built to break a thousand hearts then tear em all apart like all those miles you put on me left me a little broken down out a gas in this small town watching your headlights drive away i always said to myself
It was nice riding shotgun but baby
you were built to break a thousand hearts

underneath that hood a big block that purrs
underneath that hood how your engine purrs