Traffic lights turning yellow:
I taught you that superstition
A kiss and a slap on the roof.
With the windows down driving downtown
a broken radio
Late at night talking over
and I kiss my fingers
winks out for the last time
and our single headlight
than you've made of me.the last time it felt right to make out
we talk about
And I'm certain, if i drive into those trees, it would make less of a mess.
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