Ever
The tourniquet is tighter now than ever
How is this a part of the endeavor?
She can't tell me what to try
A pair of eyes in the backseat
Trying harder than my hands
Are turning white
Driving too long
Wrong side of the freeway
With the lights off
I swear, the forest looked the same
At past stops
And soon enough, she'll know
Despite these eyes that have been so blind
We could never make a home along this road
She said "so it goes" to me
"I can never tell what you think"
I said "so it goes" to her
"I can't tell what I think either"
