Look What I Made Wihtout Your Heart Getting In The Way

Two-timed by the radio,
so I pushed aside my reservations and hopped into a smoking
 car and drove so far away.
Goodbye to the stolen kiss and the lusting hand on the back
 of my neck.
So, count your change 'cause we might be here for hours or 
more.
I'm so tired of me.
I'm always sickly, self-destroy.
So, untangle me from this web of friends.
'Cause I know that things are going wrong when you can't 
stop making out with all of your friends and you did the 
things that you did because you were sixteen and drunk and 
angry again,
but don't fret and don't lose your head 'cause you can just
 pack up and leave before we begin to change
and look what I made without your heart getting in the way.
Undressed by the telephone, surrounded by some empty 
changes.
A time bomb pressed against my ears and you felt so far 
away.
Goodbye to the stolen cars on the weekends when your 
parents left town.
So, don't waste your time if you might have been here once 
before.
I'm so tired of me.
I'm always sickly, self-destroy.
So, untangle me from this web of friends.
'Cause I know that tings are going wrong when you can't 
stop making out with all your friends and you did the 
things you did because you were nineteen and drunk and 
angry again,
but don't fret and don't lose your head 'cause you can just
 pack up and leave before we begin to change
and look what I made without your heart getting in the way