I passed the car crash I think I know the survivor. She drove the same Ford Fairlane, Not much of a driver It's always been the intersection of disaster
I can't get to sleep, i'm thinking 'bout the implications, divin' in too deep, and possibly the complications, specially at night, i worry over situations
Wiggle in the middle just a little It'll help you forget That you ever thought you wanted to be flaunted with a prada wallet Loan me you can show
Look into the yard All the flowers find it hard to climb See, the weeds have won Take the water and the sun Then it finds me in the clear Now you can
