Crash

The words you say are so convincing and believable

Yet my heart keeps telling me its deceitful

Or is it my fear

Or is it my dear

That this love wasn't meant to be conceivable.

Now you're tearing my heart and driving it crazy

Makes me think my heart...

Or my fear...

Or whatever it was that told me:

"This is isnt right."

WAS right.

And you're just playing.

I'm taking the wheel,

This has to stop!

But you seem to know what you're doing

And I do not.

So as I sit in the passenger seat

Never leaving your side

Your driving my heart 

Across the double yellow lines.