I think, I think I raced you to those crazy shoes you wore That day, I decided that I wanted, I wanted you maybe
Hudson again, might as well be Mars People everywhere french-kissing in their cars These romantic scenes denigrate ours They're scripted and stars Can I get more than shouting, it's not about you, it's about me Give me something to doubt, something sharp to annull everybody I know has Everyone that I know has scars
Cause I think, I think I raced you to those crazy shoes you wore that day Maybe I just wanted the shoes Can I have more than shout And it's not about you, it's about me Give you something to doubt, something sharp to annull everybody I know has Everyone that I know has scars