Title says it all:

I was riding shotgun with my blonde hair undone

In the front seat of his car

He's got a one-hand feel on the steering wheel

The other on my heart

I look around, turn the radio down

He says, Wise Girl is something wrong?

I say, Nothing I was just thinking

How we don't have our song and he says

(Chorus)

Our song is the slamming cabin door

Sneakin' out late, tapping on your window

When we're on Iris Message and you talk real slow

'Cause it's late and your siblings don't know

Our song is the way you laugh

The first attack man, I didn't kiss her and I should have

And when I got home, before I said anything

Asking Dad if we could play it again

I was walking up the front porch steps

Of the big house that day

Everything went all wrong or been trampled on

And lost and thrown away by a hell hound

Got to the hallway, well, on my way

To the ping pong table

I almost didn't notice all the roses

And the note that said

(Chorus)

Our song is the slamming cabin door

Sneakin' out late, tapping on your window

When we're on the Iris Message and you talk real slow

'Cause it's late and your siblings don't know

Our song is the way you laugh

The first attack man, I didn't kiss her and I should have

And when I got home, before I said anything

Asking Dad if we could play it again

I've heard almost every album, listened to the Olympus radio

Waited for something to come along

That was as good as our song

(Chorus)

'Cause our song is the slamming cabin door

Sneakin' out late, tapping on his window

When we're on the Iris Message and he talks real slow

'Cause it's late and his mom don't know

Our song is the way he laughs

The first attack man, I didn't kiss him when I could have

And when I got home, before I said anything

Asking Mom if we could play it again

Play it again, oh, yeah, oh, oh, yeah

I was riding shotgun with my blonde hair undone

In Tartarus with him

I grabbed Riptide and an old napkin

And I wrote down our song