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Splintered piece of glass falls in the seat of gets caught
These broken windows, open locks, reminders of the youth we lost
In trying so hard to look away from you
we followed white lines to the sunset
I crash my car everyday the same way
Time to let this pass
(the time it takes, the time it takes to let go)
Time runs through our veins.
(it starts and stops and starts and stops again)
We don't stand a chance in this threadbare time
(to take time to break the cycle)
Staring at the setting sun
No reason to come back again
The twlight world in blue and white
The needle and the damage done
I dont want to feel this way forever
A dead letter marked return to sender
The broken watch you gave me turns into a compass
It's hands still point to the same time 12:03, our last goodbye
So push the seats back a little further
Roll the windos down and take a breath
I can see the headlights coming
They paint the world in red and broken glass
The spinning hubcaps set the tempo for the music of a broken window
When the lights are on and the cameras click
We open up the lens to broken glass and it's over in a flash
I'll never understand
Understanding in a car crash
Thursday
Understanding in a car crash
Understanding in a car crash
Splintered piece of glass falls in the seat of gets caught
These broken windows, open locks, reminders of the youth we lost
In trying so hard to look away from you
we followed white lines to the sunset
I crash my car everyday the same way
Time to let this pass
(the time it takes, the time it takes to let go)
Time runs through our veins.
(it starts and stops and starts and stops again)
We don't stand a chance in this threadbare time
(to take time to break the cycle)
Staring at the setting sun
No reason to come back again
The twlight world in blue and white
The needle and the damage done
I dont want to feel this way forever
A dead letter marked return to sender
The broken watch you gave me turns into a compass
It's hands still point to the same time 12:03, our last goodbye
So push the seats back a little further
Roll the windos down and take a breath
I can see the headlights coming
They paint the world in red and broken glass
The spinning hubcaps set the tempo for the music of a broken window
When the lights are on and the cameras click
We open up the lens to broken glass and it's over in a flash
I'll never understand
Understanding in a car crash
