snake stuff i was born with a heart that drags me down deserted roads & wrecks me in the dark & all that i wanted here was a break from my life after the hardest year
when will i get used to this breathing life into these things i love until they quit on me oh, it’s like i still believe i’m the best thing in yr life & you’re the one for me
i can’t get over you but i was born to run & you were born to see things through what you taught me, dear: if i don’t learn to love i’m going to die of fear
driving in my car, we’re on the phone it’s clear to me so we agree no, i ain’t comin home but i will come back to you give me time to find the words i want to die to you