We’ve got a full tank of gas
A full tank of hormones or half
We’re coming back home in pieces
You’re nursing five days of hatred
With twelve hundred miles of silence

I like you best when you’re sleeping
You don’t know what I’m thinking
I’m thinking that this nerve may be my last
We won’t see sunrise
With fire in my eyes
I’d like to try, if you wouldn’t mind, a high speed crash

And then we’ll burn in hell together
Maybe there we’ll get along
It’s all expense paid
For friends who treat friends this way
Don’t say that’s getting saved

We’ve got Swiss cheese for a muffler
I’m happy to suffer
Just so long as I don’t have to hear your voice
The windshield, it slowly becomes a television

I bet that you’re dreaming the same thing I’m visualizing
This car reduced to smoke and fucking scraps
It’s all been arranged, baby
It’s time to wake up
I want to see the twinkle in your eye when we crash


Lyrics submitted by themikeperson

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