There is no fuel like conversation
But now there's nothing to discuss
We were two scared skinny white kids
Knowing no one really cared about us

And I said too much
And I can’t take it back
And I pushed my luck
Until my luck pushed back
And I think I'm still absorbing the impact
Of saying something

The truth is somewhere in the middle
That's why I prefer the edge
Is she a hundred carat headline
Or just the black cloud that’s forming
Right above my bed?

And I said too much
And I can't take it back
And I pushed my luck
Until my luck pushed back
And I think I'm still absorbing the impact
And еveryone's avoiding eyе contact