Where do we go when all roads lead to nowhere?
I guess I should have seen it coming
When she started wearing long sleeves
I guess I could have done something
Or somehow intervened
But I didn't
F*ck
I can feel the wind beneath the wheels as we fly down the interstate
Why do I
Feel like I've
Been here too
Many times
I refuse
To believe
That she's gone
Am I too late?
Shit
Got the news from her father
Never turned around faster
You have one hour to skip town
Better make it count
Legs tied to a towing hitch
Body dragged through the streets
You preyed on the innocent
Now you'll answer to me