In a rusted red Chevy with a heart full of glory. She left that night. A suitcase at the door open wide let the cold air come in. And then she asked me for a light.
There's bills to pay and planes to catch. And my socks just never seem to match. But I'm alright. And every night I lie awake. And think I've taken all that I can take.
It stops... never. . Meant to be. You and me. Unconcious love. Love is a attraction. It's so hot. What we've got. Like a chemical reaction. . So how can it be so suddenly.