Broken thoughts on the tip of my tongue Urging to slip out To spill I can't stop this feeling Haunting me It seems to follow wherever I go Aching cravings on the side of the road Frozen in time I don't know where this is going But I don't like it No, I don't like it My dear I'm in the headlights Hardly moving Breathing fast under the moonlight Just need to get away My dear I'm in the headlights Hardly moving My dear I'm in the headlights Hardly moving Hardly moving Hardly moving Hardly moving My dear I'm in the headlights Hardly moving Breathing fast under the moonlight Just need to get away (and run)