one more word and Ill consider you last weeks trend
your burning me burning me with your words
and calling me calling me out with things that youve heard
one more chance and you can follow me all you want
your holding your holding me so damn close
and wishing I was wishing you were on your way back home
this is you this is you in the backseat
this is me this is me with the wheel in my hand
I hate the way youve been
Your leaving me here
Im screaming the things
I wish I said to your face
Like I hate the way youve been
And I hate the taste you left with me
One more lie and youll go and cover this up all night
You know that I know it just byu your eyes
The way that they move is your own diskies
But I know that ive been dealing with this too long
The more that I hear is the less that I feel
Like anything and everything we had was far from real
this is you this is you in the backseat
this is me this is me with the wheel in my hand
I hate the way youve been
Your leaving me here
Im screaming the things
I wish I said to your face
Like I hate the way youve been
And I hate the taste you left with me