There's oak
there's main
there's 1st and second
and so many more
as i watch them fly by
i wonder when they will stop moveing
then i remember they already did
It me I'm the on that keeps moveing
i keep loosing
i keep bruising
i try to open the door
and say no more
told them to stop
stop stop stop  
finally as
I'm yelling
and crying
and hurting
they stop the car but they still wont let me out
so know i sit and stare at  all the street signs
begging to be let out