I'm scared.
I'm terrified...

I am the red and blue lights in my rearview...
I am the shattered glass that cuts deep...

I'm thinking of you while I should be working,
but I seem to be having a bit of trouble focusing...

You're pretty good looking as well.
yes, you are right, I've had my share of crooked...

Looking out my window,
down on the streets...

Innocent years,
Daddy's little girl...

I don't understand
Why you do these things...

The alarm clock rings,
I don't want to wake up...

"You can go, but you know how I feel,
And you know that my trust you don't want to...

I don't know what to feel,
Or which way to go...

It's obvious,
I've overstayed my welcome...

Words flow so easily, beautifully, so...