...Don’t give me a ride home...Drive me somewhere unknown...Cruising these streets with the car in reverse...The headlights cutting through...Like the knife we both grip...And we’re running on empty...With "dear life" on our side...Suspended over tonight...Suspended by these paper-thin wings...We’ll crawl into the backseat...With more than "good intentions"...Kiss me "sweety"...With every inch of your life...And this downfall will mean the world to me...