ohiopunkgurl

my car

Sitting on the hood of my car
Making one more scar.
We've had this discussion so many times before.
and all we ever do is slam the door.

I tune out the yelling and drive away.
Hoping somehow this will all be ok,
and that you'll be there when i return.
It seems all you do is try to have me stay.
But, you're always pushing me farther away.

I sit and wait for you to come back from the bar.
Hoping everything will be fine,
and i won't have to get back into that damned car.
Throw that night in my face again.
You have that power to make me feel so fucking small.
I tune out the yelling and drive away.
Hoping somehow this will all be ok,
and that you'll be there when i return.
It seems all you do is try to have me stay.
But, you're always pushing me farther away.

So it happens as in the past,
You win and i fail.
Every word said on the hood of that car
Causes more scars.
As i drive into the night
Tears flowing freely you,
You seem to know just what to say to make me go.

Tune out the yelling as i drive into the night.
I know this is it,
I'll not return now now.
You've finally pushed me away.
I just can't take the open scars anymore.
Somehow i'll be alright.