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I'll try to be a better passenger
Ride right past her
Hotwire you in your getaway car, learn a new interstate, and be the one that got away carsick and lovestruck with lovesick wanderlust.
You're locked up in my brain cells
We can only touch through the rails
The groinal pull is beneath the wheel
And the keys are chemical.

Fall in love with me in the waiting room
Rest against me until they call for you
Until the messengers in white coats and black robes vie for your soul
Until you're stretched out on the expanse
You'll soon collapse and join the ash
And I'll welcome you to my past
I wish I had held onto my anger longer
I wish I hadn't given over
'Cause lust has been tamed and did not grind down to love
The resignation I saved for old age I had to take to dilute her.
I've reached a drowsy kind of peace
I am drugged and replete.