Kevin Atwater

star tripping (with Allison Ponthier)

Kevin Atwater


Hold me like a kid
Dent in the wall from the last time you hit it
Star trippin', baby
Used to fall with you on the lawn, but these days you can't risk it
Scary movie night
Wanted to sit by you, but I didn't
Bible in your car
Always keep a hand on it when we're kissing
Baby, why did you stop?
Did the light hit my blush when you told me I could be enough?
You said: We could get in trouble for this
It could all be over with the drape of a wrist
I'm spinning out

Second guess the lips that I've touched for a year now
I could get in trouble for this
I'm falling for a boy who thinks that falling's a sin, uh-huh
Swearing through my teeth
I said I'd burn in Hell for you and I meant it
You think He made you wrong
I think you give Him way too much crеdit
Practice what you preach, 'cause all of your bеliefs are somehow suspended
Whenever you kiss me, I believe we're holy just for a second
Baby, why did you stop?
Did the light hit my blush when I told you, you could be enough?
I know we could get in trouble for this
And I'm the one who's gotta watch the drape of my wrist
You're tapping out
I don't have the lips that your momma wants you kissing now
I could get in trouble for this
I'm falling for a girl who thinks that falling's a sin, uh-huh

I'm tapping out
You don't have the lips that I know I could be kissing now
I won't get in trouble for this
I'm not falling for a boy who thinks that falling's a sin, uh-huh