You’re flat on your face in a field 50 feet from a burning Cadillac At least you were thrown clear, I’m still stuck in here Kick off my shoes I let the flames crawl up and burn right through me I'm...
I think I love you like a car crash, dear I don't want your wreckage but I find I cannot steer My eyes away now, you know I couldn't stay now Let me go, let me go, Angels raise accusing eyes, I'm...