you wanted to know just what makes me tick   I guess I could say that you and your bullshit    are pushing me towards an explosion.    I guess you're what drives me      (chorus)   I wish I could ride you    drive you too fast into a sharp curve    break your neck like you broke my will    The guardrail will take you home      I guess you get caught up in the day to day drama of being you    to notice me and what's become of my eyes    The vessels are an angry red    just like the blood from my lips as I chew on them      (Chorus)      I keep your picture as a reminder of what I wish I wasn't    It's like a fun house mirror version of myself    through those fucked up eyes of yours      I wish I could ride you drive you    too fast into a sharp curve break your neck like you broke my will   The guardrail, the guardrail, the guardrail will take you home