youngstown by sorry mom

Seventy miles an hour I'm driving away from you

No telling what exactly I'm planning to do
But it's all over
Yeah it's all over

Phonetic hours spent counting all of my fingers and toes
You say it stinks like shit but at least at this point I've learned not to trust your nose
Well maybe this is all that I can expect from somebody just like you
Did you expect it from me too?

I swear I don't need any fucking time
You could make a girl lose her mind
Don't want to help you justify
I'm leaving, I'm leaving, I'm leaving you tonight

One two three four

Maybe you call me just as I'm breathing it in
Crazy this part makes me want to go home again
I'm trying, I'm trying, I'm trying to find
A second reason to stay, a second reason to lie
Didn't need you to hand it to them
Convincing some girls that I can be cool again

I will never go back to Ohio I won't even look down the road
Burn down in style, do what I'm told
They say the view from Mount Everest can kill
But the moment I knew, was pretty good too

I swear I don't need any fucking time
You could make a girl lose her mind
Don't want to help you justify
I'm leaving, I'm leaving, I'm leaving you tonight

End of the night, nobody's starting to fight
You stay inside, you're busy catching a light
End of the night, nobody's starting to fight
You stay inside

I will never go back to Ohio I won't even look down the road
Burn down in style, I'll do what I'm told
They say the view from Mount Everest can kill
But the moment I knew, was pretty good too
Ohio, I won't even look down the road
Burn down in style, I'll do what I'm told
They say the view from Mount Everest can kill
But the moment I knew, was pretty good too

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