And I wish it was    Sweeter the taste   Of your mouth    Because right now it hurts too much to be   Closer than this   And with one hard look   I can tell   That you've had enough of these useless sunsets      This could be a movie   And this could be our final act   We don't need these happy endings      So tell your father that   That your mine   And I swear we'll runaway   And I'll make a plan and save   Everyone from themselves   And put them in the ground   And put them in the ground      We're sitting in the car   With the radio   Turn to static   Feeling quite tragic   When with one strategic blow   You find yourself   Back in the hold   You used to sit so comfortably in