"Taterz? Wutz Taterz!?"
Keep it down I wanna hear myself think. I lost sync with your heartbeat. But keep breathing I can hear you in the backseat, fumbling for your next incision. Now turn it up so I lose my place, we'll save face and get me out of the way. I'm so sick of all these quips so lets get this over with. Your words cut right through me. I can't keep this up so I'll cut my losses and keep it moving. This has got the best of me, but it's time to see beyond the wrinkles in our bedsheets. So say something or anything of substance. Because I will be careful who I wish for, and I know soon you'll turn around and be coming back for more. I hung around as everything came apart, but you lost a step or two and it made it way too hard. It's last call at the end of the bar. It's boys night out lets pile into the car and drive away from these city lights, cuz girls in this town just aint right.