**Verse **
Friday nights at the drive-in your hand on my thigh
Double cheeseburger shared under Tennessee sky
You stole my fries but replaced em with daisies
Your trucks rusty speakers blastin 90s babies
Brooklyn coffee Mondays you scribble my name
On napkins that smell like your grandpas old cologne
Your Yankees cap backwards my gloss on your cheek
Were Netflix-and-chillin but we both fall asleep
**Pre-Chorus**
Youre my Sunday morning pancakes
My midnight Taco Bell shakes
My messy bun no makeup
My baby lets hit the highway escape
**Chorus**
M-Y-L-O-V-E spells your crooked grin
In cursive on my Levis where your hands have been
From Walmart parking lots to Vegas chapel signs
Youre the cheap beer and diamonds tangled in my lifelines
*(Spell it out: M-Y-L-O-V-E)*
**Bridge**
That tattoo of my initial Its fading by your chain
But were Route 66 asphaltworn but still remains
Your moms meatloaf Sundays my dads bad cowboy jokes
Were firework stands in Julyboom before the smoke
**Verse **
You proposed at the county fair midst corn dog grease
Ring from a gumball machine but my knees went weak
Our first dance was to Springsteen in your uncles barn
Now were mortgage payments and a baby on my arm
**Chorus**
M-Y-L-O-V-E stains like coffee on your shirt
From PTA meetings to Friday flannel dirt
Were Target runs and stretch marks 401k blues
Still slow-dance in kitchen lights to old Hank Jr tunes
*(Final punch: M-Y-L-O-V-E)*