Carridale Taterz Wutz Taterz!
Keep it down I wanna hear myself think. I lost sync with
your heartbeat. But keep breathing I can hear you in the
backseat, fumbling for your next incision. Now turn it up
so I lose my place, we'll save face and get me out of the
way. I'm so sick of all these quips so lets get this over
with. Your words cut right through me. I can't keep this
up so I'll cut my losses and keep it moving. This has got
the best of me, but it's time to see beyond the wrinkles
in our bedsheets. So say something or anything of
substance. Because I will be careful who I wish for, and
I know soon you'll turn around and be coming back for
more. I hung around as everything came apart, but you
lost a step or two and it made it way too hard. It's last
call at the end of the bar. It's boys night out lets pile
into the car and drive away from these city lights, cuz
girls in this town just aint right.
