91

I am so irrational
That's what you say
While I'm packing up to go

My life in my car
I am speeding down 91
The passenger side sits cold and alone

I break your heart
With every lane that I merge through
It's a selfish escape
But I no longer breathe for you

You are so uncomfortable
With letting me loose
But you don't have a choice anymore

Windows down in my car
I am speeding down 91
The passenger side sits cold and alone

And I'm screaming
I'm uncomfortable
I might be what you think I'm like
But honey at least I am the type
To leave when things are fucked

I caught the wind that knocked you down
Flew into my mother's house
Cried until I was emptied out
Now look what we've done

And who am I now?
Void of you, void of you
I guess I am myself

I break your heart
With every lane that I merge through
It's a selfish escape
But I no longer breathe for you

And I'm screaming
I'm uncomfortable
I might be what you think I'm like
But honey at least I am the type
To leave when things are fucked