Objects In Mirror

Idle hands and scattered thoughts I’ll admit I’m a little lost And I’m sorry for the way I come across If I miss the show I’ll catch the applause Crooked smile, heavy rain Head on my shoulder on the train What I wouldn’t give to be right back there again Oh, I’d walk backwards through the pain Hearts break so easily Misery loves company Where does that leave you and me Tired eyes, shifting gears Highway lines ain’t very clear Objects in mirror are close than they appear When I turn around you’re not there Hearts break so easily Misery loves company Where does that leave you and me Hearts break so easily Misery loves company Where does that leave you and me