I'm the graveyard-shift of romantics & i can tell you think that you've got it the eye of the storm before it knocks you over
bad-boys hang our heads & hide we know the worlds too fucked to save
& a "wouldn't wanna run into you" your white lighter, black-powder, bathtub & live fuse the supernova's of superstars you shoulda' told us we're the
nothin' but a spoke on a wheel without me it's nothin' but a wreck jus' one way to live forever & baby your listenin' to it
so this is your rolled-down window a silly-song to make you think back on me
& a "wouldn't wanna run into you" your white lighter, black-powder, bathtub & live fuse the supernova's of superstars you shoulda' told us we're
i'm a hart square in the headlights world's goin' from dimly-lit to darkness & now the color's leavin' me behind it's cool "˜cos i lead a grey life