merging the way that we did yesterday, wrong direction the traffic we'll know the traffic is slow, and thoughtless the wheel it is still, on the concrete and green, way home and it is alone a divsion unknown, a split decision
climbing the floors and im not running through revolving doors and you're not driving the barrier stands between your hands and me sorry
you said i made you said you said i made a bad decision i said i made a mistake failure without recognition but how would i know know of what consequence, had i first seen i kiss you in vain how california hates, had i'd not been
closing the doors and i am running past video stores and you are driving a battery stands between your hands and me sorry
you have got to be the last one standing you have got to be the last one standing you have got to be the last one standing
you have got to be the last one standing you have got to be the last one standing you have got to be the last one standing
you have got to be the last one standing you have got to be the last one standing you have got to be the last one standing