I am so irrational
That's what you say
While I'm packing up to go
My life in my car
I am speeding down 91
The passenger side sits cold and alone
I break your heart
With every lane that I merge through
It's a selfish escape
But I no longer breathe for you
You are so uncomfortable
With letting me loose
But you don't have a choice anymore
Windows down in my car
I am speeding down 91
The passenger side sits cold and alone
And I'm screaming
I'm uncomfortable
I might be what you think I'm like
But honey at least I am the type
To leave when things are fucked
I caught the wind that knocked you down
Flew into my mother's house
Cried until I was emptied out
Now look what we've done
And who am I now?
Void of you, void of you
I guess I am myself
I break your heart
With every lane that I merge through
It's a selfish escape
But I no longer breathe for you
And I'm screaming
I'm uncomfortable
I might be what you think I'm like
But honey at least I am the type
To leave when things are fucked
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