Just open up a bit, don't act so cool
Can't you see where this is headed?
Same place where ya flush your stool!
Down the drain, into the trash,
I've tried to refrain, stall the sound of the crash
But baby it's impossible, inevitable, unavoidable,
& you've become so dreary, weary, & clearly,
I can't change it, rearrange it, disengage this....
Just spill, let it out! Don't act so reserved
Can't you see where we're going?
What's the GPS showing?
Middle of Nowhere, we got no solid ground,
I could go on without a care, but it would be such a lonely sound....
& dear it's disastrous, dangerously murderous,
& I've become so restless, relentless regardless,
Of the situation, mean moderation,
& no matter what you do,
I
can't
get away
from
you.
