The blue lights on stop signs
It smells like ethanol and the wrong place, right crime
It's violet when the two mix
Like blood and alcohol, and we were doing it
This ain't where we should've been
Kissing in a car crash
This ain't how it should've ended
But you couldn't help it
Mini bottles in the console
And a few more in the passenger door
Like a southpaw, couldn't reach you
Or the bag tied up on the floor
This ain't where we should've been
Kissing in a car crash
This ain't how it should've ended
But you couldn't help it
That which is, is, that which is not, is not
And nothing is a memory until you've forgot
I said, that which is, is, that which is not, is not
If younger me learned anything, it's good dogs get shot
This ain't where we should've been
Kissing in a car crash
This ain't how it should've ended
But you couldn't help it
Blue lights
Stop signs
It's the wrong place, it's the right crime
This ain't where we should've been
Kissing in a car crash
