Your driving 90 on the highway,
Why are you always running away?
It always feels so bad.
But I’m used to getting let down.

I know I’m always complaining.
But I swear it’s always warranted,
It’s not all in my head.
These thoughts exist.

And make a sudden turn,
The wheels begin to burn.
And we flip, and we spin.
It’s a win,
Because stupid is what stupid does.

Holding hands, watching the sun set.
Listening to your favorite band,
On your iPhone.
We just watch as the world spins.

The ambulance came,
And they said you were dead.
You went to fast.
You sped through life,
Like a speeding car out of control.