Spit me out, I have a very bitter taste I am not in it for the money, I’m just here to run the race, and I’m afraid to die, but I ignore the reasons why I cannot wash away this feeling
Hey baby I’ve been thinking about you Hey baby I’ve been meaning to tell you I don’t wanna die Before you
Now and then I have to stop and count to ten, These thoughts fill me like a dryer, and just spin, and spin, and spin and I’m afraid to die, but I ignore the reasons why I cannot wash away this feeling
If you knew that I’m not good enough for you Would you just back out of the driveway until I’m out of view I am afraid to die, and I try to hide the signs I cannot wash away this feeling