Shut the window, love. keep the world outside

They burn on and on like an oil field
Or a memory of what it felt like
To burn on and on and not just fade away

We grew up too fast, falling apart
Like the ashes of American flags

Listen to the lullaby
Of carbon monoxide

We're on our own but we're not going to run

If we say these words,
it will be too late to take them back.
So we hold our breathe and fold our hands,
like paper planes (and we're going to crash)

Don't forget to breathe

Shattered glass, broken looks, and mascara gets
washed away by windshield wiper blades

They stole the love from our lives to put the sex on the radio.
that's where we hide
the love and lies and sex, on the radio.

Please take these hands
throw them in the river,
wash away the things they never held