She says her boyfriend is a threat, and she is pulling at his clothes
And she is begging for him to stay, because her body needs what it knows

And I don’t think we stand a chance against these odds

Well I threw away my stories, because I hated growing up
And I wrote them down in memory so I can carve them with my mouth

And I ran away in high school because I got so scared of love
But I still have all these memories that I can carve out with my mouth

And you were honest to think you’re lovely
And I will shut up because I’m sorry
[2x]

But when the headlights come I’ll step into them bravely
[3x]

But when the headlights come-