I'm driving to your house
And I hope these brakes go out
And you think of me as I crash
Into the back of a parked car
The blood drips from my face
My heads between my knees
And with the thought of you
Just three words could save me
The last thing that went through my head
Besides these shards of broken glass
(How can I not miss you when you're always in my head)
Was the thought of you in my arms
And how it didn't last
I'm almost to your house
And I hope these words come out
And make as much sense
To you as they did to me
My dreams come from my mouth
I'll hold you in my arms
And with the thought of you
Three words did save me
How cliche to sing of broken hearts
And true loves
That only go
As far as failing
To me myself
Myself and I
I'll toast to my mistakes
And kiss this world goodbye
With the barrell in my mouth
And my finger ready
A hairline trigger
To keep adrenaline running
I'll stand adjacent to puddles of sweat
Anxiety can kill
But nonetheless
I'm ready
To die.....