Please don't turn into another sad song We have records worth of those Don't have enough wind to steal, land is so long The books that I've drawn to a close Cease and desist advances Hold down the co-romances Another brick in your otherwise stone wall Fondness of taking chances Under such circumstances What would constitute a graceful fall? I hold my breath every time I go through tunnels There's not much else to do at this rate When each passing day just disappoints and Humbles, maybe I'll leave it all up to fate Herculean trials in pursuit of smiles Perfect hindsight vision compromised More than noticeable change in style Excruciating repetition summarized I hold my breath every time I go through tunnels There's not much else to do at this rate When each passing day just disappoints and Humbles, maybe I'll leave it all up to fate Please don't turn into another sad song I have a lifetime's worth of those With lines that you and your friends can sing Along or dedicate onto your foes I hold my breath as I drive into this tunnel I'm left with nothing else at this rate Close my eyes and hope With this steering wheel I don't fumble and leave it all to fate