Lykke Li - No Hotel

There's no hotel, no cigarettes
And you're still in love with someone else
And it's cracking dawn, street soaking wet
And I'm on your doorstep, not losing yet

'Cause in the back of my mind
I'm in the back of your car
So now, baby, rewind
Take me back, oh

Back in my bed
Back in my heart
Back in my—
Back in my arms
Back in my bed
Under my heart
Back in my—
Back in my arms