i hate driving at night (waltz)

It's growing dark i should get home Tonight i'd rather spend alone I was invited to your party I smiled and said i couldn't go I know it's not what i should do I fear i'll lose myself in you And then i'll hit the brakes too fast My headlights spiral through the trees I'm too frightened to take the next step I fear tripping, losing my breath But a scraped knee is nothing like falling apart Do you love me, or am i what's left? If i were anybody else I know we'd get through this together But i know you need something better Someone that i could never be And i'm a fool for wanting more I guess i'll just spend my nights dreaming Wake up to sounds of tires screaming A flash of light, the dark of sleep One last question that slips from my breath Do you love me or am i what's left?