My fingers traced circles up her back I was moving blindly I said "Honey, don't be so Republican" She didn't take that kindly I was being kind of an *******, but I've put that behind me In the moments before catastrophe All the mistakes seem so tiny
It's a good thing, Darling That I've got you to remind me
It's a good thing hahahaha
My fingers tickled my numbed soles Sensations prove I exist I glanced nervously at the wheel She was driving reckless I kept each thought there to myself Off my mental checklist She either knows or doesn't want to No reason to press it
It's a good thing, Baby I'm not a man who uses my leverage