Crossed Ts

I cross my Ts and dot my Is Write down my wrongs to get something right He treats her like she's his last ration A bumpy road keep seatbelts fastened, woah oh oh oh oh New Year's Eve was a sleepless night They shared a kiss, cherished their time This fleeting feel won't last forever There won't be days with better weather, woah oh oh oh oh Some wrongs you'll never write Closure makes the heart rate spike Take it back or you're dead to them Some people like an abrupt end