| I got both hands fixed on the wheel of my life
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| Tank running empty, need to refuel
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| Screaming at myself, «Be cool!»
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| I can’t heed it, when I had it, didn’t want it
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| Now it’s gone though, I need it
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| Speeding now, both feet on my character flaws
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| So fast, I can’t hear the exhaust tell me «slow down!»
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| Seat belt buckled up, heart bruised, knuckles scuffed
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| Walls, I’m amazed you’re appalled
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| Headlights on full beam, hindsight’s a fool’s dream
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| I’m like this new scene, limelight is too green
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| Our lives got routine, your spite got too keen
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| Now I’m too lean to care what the truth means
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| I know where you’ve been, last night had two dreams:
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| One was the journey, the other the destination
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| Smash up all the cars in the driveway
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| I would’ve done anything for you, it’s just I had to do it my way
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| I say you’re dealing very well, you’re having nice days
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| I’m screaming in the hell of mistakes made, price paid
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| Broken and distressed, hoping for the best
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| You held me too tight, you left me choking for my breath
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| Yes, top down, boot full, alarm going crazy
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| Double parked always close to hand when the trouble starts
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| Your eyes hurl fists, concrete like your rubble heart
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| Once upon a time we smoked spliffs in a bubble bath
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| Walk past it, bare feet connecting
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| Clenched teeth protecting the words I can’t utter
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| Cut from another cloth, like why the fuck you running off?
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| Stay still, come on, smash my cold bones into the tarmac
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| Stripping the disguise from your eyes
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| You can’t hide from a hider or tell lies to a liar
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| Treat him like shit long enough though, the flies will gather
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| You made me feel stupid like my life don’t matter
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| Three point turning, approaching dead ends
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| Ain’t no enemy like an ex-best-friend
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| Three point turning approaching dead ends
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| Ain’t no enemy like an ex-best-friend
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| Ain’t no enemy like an ex-best-friend
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| Absolute indifference to gradual closeness
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| Conveniently smitten then I couldn’t get no focus
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| Then I saw we were completely fucking hopeless
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| Treasured every touch, couldn’t ever get enough
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| Lust turns to neediness, greediness, jealousy
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| Empty embraces, eventually faced with
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| The image I don’t recognize, that’s when I had a breakthrough
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| The minute that you love them right, they turn around and hate you
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| Point scoring is boring and I want more than this
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| Falling was great but the morning mutates
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| Our sweet nights into complicated days, street fights
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| Beneath broken street lights flickering like paparazzi bulbs
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| We ain’t superstars though, we just stupid
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| Our faces all screwed up, hurling them pissed up fists
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| And I’m at my wits end, your lips are like carnivorous plants
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| Cold words go straight to my shivering heart
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| This is the significant part
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| You don’t take my calls and my liver gets hard
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| Drinking 'til the sinking has passed
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| You’re looking out for other bodies who might give it a chance
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| I’m just a ship on a vast ocean, I’m the river that chants
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| We’re moving to the music
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| But the rhythms we dance are contrary
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| You’re just passing through but me I live in these parts
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| You know I can’t help but exhibit my heart
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| Creep into my thoughts when they ain’t busy
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| My arms hold the imprint you left on my physical
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| Don’t wanna make miserable apologies pitiful
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| Sorrowfully studying photography
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| From days that weren’t so difficult
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| Original rose-tinted spec wearer
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| Started off imbalanced, nah it didn’t get fairer
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| Within me is a flame, torch still sings your name
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| Gotta get it ready to pass to the next bearer
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| It went from absolute indifference to gradual closeness
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| Conveniently smitten then I couldn’t get no focus
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| Then I saw we were completely fucking hopeless
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| Treasured every touch, I couldn’t ever get enough
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| Lust turns to neediness to greediness to jealousy
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| Empty embraces, eventually faced with
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| The image I don’t recognize, that’s when I had a breakthrough
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| The minute that you love them right, they turn around and hate you
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| Absolute indifference, gradual closeness
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| Conveniently smitten then… I’d no focus
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| Cause then you see you were completely fucking hopeless
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| Treasured every touch, you couldn’t ever get enough
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| Lust turns to neediness, greediness, jealousy
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| Empty embraces, eventually faced with
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| The image you don’t recognize
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| That’s when you had a breakthrough
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| The minute that you love them right, they leave! |