Music - Kelsea Ballerini

It all starts when it’s me and you, going out on Friday night

It feels like the radio and the tyres rolling to my drive

Then my heart stops, like a beat drop

It’s a symphony when you sweet talk

Make this quiet town, feel electric loud

When the lights going down

Every word out of your mouth

Is like music

Like a 17 soundtrack

When you look at me like that

I lose it

My name on your lips, wanna replay your kiss

When I wake up, and lay down, and stay up and make out

When I say nothing

But it’s feeling something like music

Before I knew your love

Even with the volume up, it was silent then

And now you’re walking in the room all kind of smooth, like a violin

Everybody else is white noise

So talk to me, cause your voice

Is like music

Like a 17 soundtrack

When you look at me like that

I lose it

My name on your lips, wanna replay your kiss

When I wake up, and lay down, and stay up and make out

When I say nothing

But it’s feeling something like music

Your song on my skin is like…

So play it again just like…

Your song on my skin is like…

So play it again

My whole heart’s listening to your music

Like a 17 soundtrack

When you look at me like that

I lose it

My name on your lips, wanna replay your kiss

When I wake up, and lay down, and stay up and make out

When I say nothing

But it’s feeling something like music