I’ve got time; I think I’ll go for a ride

There's not much time to go for a ride

And I keep losing all wheel drive, passenger side

Well all right, I’m going to cross the line

Punched my eye, shouldn't have crossed that line

What does it feel like?

A sucked up night with some yellow light

Anything more specific might break my heart

I’m mad tired, stayed up and talked for a while

I’ll do whatever

Not good at choosing, but it's not my fault

I was never taught

Humming along to a great record that Evan showed me last week

Walking past the placе that my new friends work at once a week

Rеhearsing

Anything more specific might break my heart