can we stop and get cigarettes?
pull over I think I'm going to be sick
quick open the door,
what's all this trash on your floor?
recognize me
see me
I don't know you
but I need your approval,
in neon lights
and
her **** is wet with fear.
as death whispers in my ear,
"I can whisk you away
from all of this, if you just as say."
I grin
I chuckle
but no, I think I'll stay.
and
my **** is hard with fear.

Long lost lovers unite for one last night of delight,
ain't rekindled romance such a lovely sight.