From the back seat

I've been running
I'm sure you've seen
I've been tearing up
Starring in those lakes



There's no where left to run
There's no one left to save
Watch me dig my own grave
Watch me stare at the sun
Tried and true
I cannot forget you
I whish you wouldn't leave
I whish I had do-over's




Breaking me under
Pulling me towards
No where known
No places shown
That voice
Those eye's
Stranger's wrists
Bag full up of leaving
I hope this is only a beginning.