I have a black car on a white strip
And so I'm taking a wrong turn
I'll drive on the wrong side
I think more often than I should
I give less often than I could
I think more often than I should
Her ends are probably split
How could I ever make this up to you
You say your crust is rising oh
I think more often than I should
I give less often than I could
I think more often than I should
Her ends are probably split
How could I ever make this up to you?
If I'm quickly ruining your life
Will I have to hear it from you?
If you wanna come over and play my saggy tunes
Will I have to hear that too?
I think more often than I should
I pray less often than I could
I think more often than I should
When the dog is who I miss
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