The luxury sheets on a motel bed
Joshua tree, in the enger seat
And it is what it isn't
And I've been seeing visions

Cool me down
Choke me out
While I shiver, shiver on the comedown
Should've known better than to come around

You were the hottest summer on record
That I can
What a beautiful place to burn
Got me caught up in the headlights

You were the hottest summer on record
That I can
What a beautiful place to burn
Got me fucked up in the head, like

(Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)
What a beautiful place to burn
(Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)
What a beautiful place

You were looking through me, chocolate on your teeth
Like a fantasy, technicolor dream
Until it is what it isn't
Until we're both seeing visions

Cool me down
Choke me out
While I shiver, shiver on the comedown
Should've known better than to come around

You were the hottest summer on record
That I can
What a beautiful place to burn
Got me caught up in the headlights

You were the hottest summer on record
That I can
What a beautiful place to burn
Got me fucked up in the head like

(Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)
What a beautiful place to burn
(Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)
What a beautiful place

You were the hottest summer on record
That I can
What a beautiful place to burn
Got me caught up in the headlights

You were the hottest summer on record
That I can
What a beautiful place to burn
Got me fucked up in the head, like

(Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)
What a beautiful place to burn
(Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)
What a beautiful place