Bits of broken glass align the road in such a way that It almost seems as if this accident was poetic justice but I'll still try to justify the things you say; You are asleep at the wheel piloting the ones you love. Another waste of time Another bite of time to unfold And nothing to try. The weight and size of your globe is slowly But surely starting to kill me. It seems like locality has been a curse to me. I'm not trying to judge I'm trying to stay in love With a situation I can't get out of. As your car door gets crushed, As hot blood fills my lungs, I'll realize this was exactly what I wanted. Spat a sorry breath about how things haven't been how they've been. I can feel the weight of my spine. But this is how it's been and how it will be, The list goes on The list goes on and on and on and on. I'm not trying to judge I'm trying to stay in love With a situation I can't get out of. As your car door gets crushed, As hot blood fills my lungs, I'll realize it's what I deserve. There's a soundtrack to my downfall In the backseat of my car. There's a mistake In every encounter I've ever had. There's a tremble Every single time you try to reach out, But can you hear me now? Can you hear me now? I'll keep telling you I'm fine. I know it's gonna take some time But somewhere down the line we'll all be fine.