Finished With A Door Slam

I dropped you off and I headed home, I drove fast but I was all alone. My eyes bled as I travelled down the road. Then my thoughts left my tongue in speeches I had never planned. My brain wanders into a happier place after wishing that I was dead. After wishing that I was dead. Grab this rope from my hands, I'll grow up and try to be a man. Things aren't going as planned. Things aren't going as planned. Control your eyes, I can see them wonder when you lie. [x3]