It's been a tough night lying in bed
With thoughts of you running through my head...

Maybe it's me, maybe it's you
Maybe it's the secret crowds of two...

Down on their life
Is a mark there...

Tell Mandi if she calls
I won't pick up the phone...

Keep moving fingers
We're running out of time...

I look into my rear view mirror
Everything seems nice and clear...

Don't you see
This is not how it's suppose to be...

You got a light cause I need a fire
To drag on the cigarette between my lips...

Photographs lay across the wall
And everyones eyes appear to follow...

Crash's one purpose
To show that the worthless...

Think about everything you've ever had you've ever...
Think about everything you've held close you've...

Fly away from me
Be afraid of me...