When I get older
I wanna be a racecar driver
And sell all my belongings to pay for a range rover
Everytime I realize what it is I see
I look at it a bit hard harder and decide its blasphemy
My eyes play tricks on me a lot
I changed myself for you and you didn't like the outcome
Turns out the me you loved wasn't the me I've become
34 miles east of Grove City
Lived a boy with a need for speed and luckily
(Luckily for him)
He was buckled up and ready to drive all over town, when somebody walked in and
Tore his racetrack down
(Fuck em)
I changed myself for you and you didn't like the outcome
Turns out the me you loved wasn't the me I've become
Friends and family become fiends and enemies
Anyone who tries to help is just talking down to me
As you sit on the curb the curse keeps on thickening
You finish your smoke, and fish for that itch you cannot stop craving
You can't stop craving what can you not
What can you not stop craving, what?
It's love
