40/35

Barely breathing, slowly burning
 this fireplace inside
 lay me across a ditch and walk on my lips
 as they just melt away
 Dripping from what i felt from days before
 and it's still fresh to me
 silence cant be broken without a voice
 "where did yours go?"
 im screaming at the top of my lungs in this burning car
 you grab your head in fear
 and tell me that im wrong, just tell me that "im wrong"
 seriously... tell me "im wrong"
 now this has all fizzled out
 from everything to nothing in 3.5 seconds
 (that seems like a record to me)
 words wont save you now and car crashes wont save me
 so why do i even bother to try?
 now you better buckle up and let your hair
 out the window feel the breeze
 and grab the wheel when i let go
 cause we are going 40 in a 35 on the other side of the road