photoshoot for the British newspaper “The Independent“

Midnight,
You come and pick me up, no headlights
Long drive,
Could end in burning flames یا paradise
Fade into view, oh, it's been a while since I have even heard from آپ (heard from you)

I should just tell آپ to leave 'cause I
Know exactly where it leads but I
Watch us go 'round and 'round each time

You got that James Dean daydream look in your eye
And I got that red lip classic thing that آپ like
And when we go crashing down, we come back every time
'Cause we never go out of style
We never go out of style

You got that long hair, slicked back, white t-shirt
And I got that good girl faith and a tight...