Crash
The words you say are so convincing and believable
Yet my heart keeps telling me its deceitful
Or is it my fear
Or is it my dear
That this love wasn't meant to be conceivable.
Now you're tearing my heart and driving it crazy
Makes me think my heart...
Or my fear...
Or whatever it was that told me:
"This is isnt right."
WAS right.
And you're just playing.
I'm taking the wheel,
This has to stop!
But you seem to know what you're doing
And I do not.
So as I sit in the passenger seat
Never leaving your side
Your driving my heart
Across the double yellow lines.