Bits of broken glass align the road in such a way that
It almost seems as if this accident was poetic justice but
I’ll still try to justify the things you say you are;
You are asleep at the wheel piloting the ones you love
Another waste of time, another bite of time to unfold, and nothing to try
The weight and size of yr globe is slowly but surely starting to kill me
It seems like locality has been a curse to me
I’m not trying to judge
I’m trying to stay in love
With a situation I can’t get out of
As your car door gets crushed
As hot blood coats my lungs
I’ll realize this was exactly what I wanted
Spat a sorry breath about how things haven’t been how they’ve been
I can feel the weight of my spine
But this is how it's been and how it will be
The list goes on, the list goes on and on and on and on
There’s a soundtrack to my downfall
In the backseat of my car
There’s a mistake
In every encounter I’ve ever had
There’s a tremble
Every single time you try to reach out
But can you hear me now?
Can you hear me now?
I’ll keep telling you I’m fine
I know it’s gonna take some time
But somewhere down the line we’ll all be fine