one more word and Ill consider you last weeks trend

your burning me burning me with your words

and calling me calling me out with things that youve heard

one more chance and you can follow me all you want

your holding your holding me so damn close

and wishing I was wishing you were on your way back home


this is you this is you in the backseat

this is me this is me with the wheel in my hand

I hate the way youve been


Your leaving me here

Im screaming the things

I wish I said to your face

Like I hate the way youve been

And I hate the taste you left with me


One more lie and youll go and cover this up all night

You know that I know it just byu your eyes

The way that they move is your own diskies

But I know that ive been dealing with this too long

The more that I hear is the less that I feel

Like anything and everything we had was far from real



this is you this is you in the backseat

this is me this is me with the wheel in my hand

I hate the way youve been


Your leaving me here

Im screaming the things

I wish I said to your face

Like I hate the way youve been

And I hate the taste you left with me