the lights go down, outside (before our cars collide)
so we silhouette ourselves (in forty shades of fire)
do you know where this is leading? I'll meet you there.
on the other side of the crash.
on the other side of the glass.
all our friends are falling out, can't look us in the eye,
or bear to hear that broken sound, happens when we're all alone,
inside, in the middle of the night I hear your voice,
I feel ashamed every time you say, "car crash came and car crash went,
so I went along with it..."
because the girl you love's not coming back
it'll never be the same - don't look away. I need to know if this is real. don't look away.
the hospital ward sleeps
through the surgery
hiding needles in the drawer
(for emergencies)
while outside they wait
in the pouring rain
on the other side of the glass
don't look away. I need to know if this is real.
don't look away. I need to know - when will this end?
don't look away...
over and out (of control)
the IV drips the days drag on
adjust the light switch in the hall
maybe the x-ray screen keeps it from getting dark
but the bulb burns out when it gets too hot
keep crashing this car (over and over)
keep crashing this car (over and over)
keep crashing this car (over and over)
keep crashing this car (until it spins)
out of control
so hold me close or I might disappear this time
out of control,
we fight currents in the water
when we can't let go of the shore.
we've lost control.