Текст: Bayside. Guardrail.

You wanted to know just what makes me tick
I guess I could say that you and your bullshit
Are pushing me towards an explosion
I guess it was right to me

I wish, I could ride you
Drive you too fast into a sharp curve
Break your neck like you broke my will
The guardrail will take you home

I guess you get caught up in the day to day
Drama of being you to notice me
And what's become of my eyes, the vessels are an angry red
Just like the blood from my lips as I chew on them

I wish I could ride you
Drive you too fast into a sharp curve
Break your neck like you broke my will
The guardrail will take you home

I keep your picture as a reminder of what I wish, I wasn't
It's like a fun house mirror version of myself
Through those fucked up eyes of yours

I wish I could ride you
Drive you too fast into a sharp curve
Break your neck like you broke my will
The guardrail, the guardrail
The guardrail will take you home