Lyrics

How will you crash your car? How will your train derail? Watch you fly then fail We like to watch it all Check out your final scene In a magazine Drive with your eyes closed Drive with your eyes closed Look out for those wolves in lambs' clothes Please tell us how you feel As your bones crash in to the steering wheel In mirrors catch yourself Whisper your last regret as they start to melt It's getting close to the end Thought that you were my friend I guess it's all pretend