splintered piece of glass falls in the seat of gets caught these broken windows open locks reminders of the youth we lost in trying so hard to look away from you we followed white lines to the sunset i crash my car everyday the same way time to let this pass time runs through our veins we don t stand a chance in this threadbare time staring at the setting sun no reason to come back again the twlight world in blue and white the needle and the damage done i dont want to feel this way forever a dead letter marked return to sender the broken watch you gave me turns into a compass it s hands still point to the same time 12 03 our last goodbye so push the seats back a little further roll the windos down and take a breath i can see the headlights coming they paint the world in red and broken glass the spinning hubcaps set the tempo for the music of a broken window when the lights are on and the cameras click we open up the lens to broken glass and it s over in a flash i ll never understand understanding in a car crash