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Backseat
575
Pop
Backseat was released on March 14, 2025 by Jackson Laird as a part of the album Backseat - Single
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Release DateMarch 14, 2025
LabelJackson Laird
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM93

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Jackson Laird
Jackson Laird
Vocals
Jackson Burleson
Jackson Burleson
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jackson Burleson
Jackson Burleson
Songwriter
Owen Pieper
Owen Pieper
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Tanner Kelley
Tanner Kelley
Mixing Engineer
Owen Pieper
Owen Pieper
Producer

Lyrics

I get so lost in the heat of it all
The way you make me feeling
Backseat love in the car
I get so lonely when you're gone girl
Give me a call, I love the way you make me
Feel, nothing matters at all (yeah)
When you coming home
Know I miss you, wanna kiss you
Slowly
Make you wanna stay forever cause I'm lonely
My beds got some extra space
I'm not charging rent for your
Pretty face
(Yeah)
So just come through
Know you want to
Leave all that stress behind you
Always worry too damn much
But behind those eyes
I know you're hiding something
You don't want me to see
I get so lost in the heat of it all
The way you make me feeling
Backseat love in the car
I get so lonely when you're gone girl
Give me a call, I love the way you make me
Feel, nothing matters at all (yeah)
I just missed her call
She left a voicemail
Love your voice girl
I'd listen to it all damn day
That persona makes me wanna get to know her
Tryna move a little closer (now)
Are you down
Turn water into wine, make you stay a little while (now)
We'll be high up on the clouds and
Never coming down
Turn water into wine
Make you stay a little while
Stay a little while longer (now)
That persona got me
Losing my composure
Wanna move a little closer now
Are you down
Cause behind those eyes
I know you're hiding something
You don't want me to see
I get so lost in the heat of it all
The way you make me feeling
Backseat love in the car
I get so lonely when you're gone girl
Give me a call, I love the way you make me
Feel, nothing matters at all (yeah)
Written by: Jackson Burleson, Owen Pieper
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