Ever get the feeling you're stuck in the backseat of your own life?

no. it's. okay
i understand you didn't do it for the blood or the fame
but it was my life, and it was getting better than it had ever been before
and i've forgiven you as best i ever will
so don't try hitting me up with apologies
because the northern lights are shining
and our backseat night is almost ending
let's make this feel so right that it stops being wrong

and would it hurt so much to come clean?
lying to me is like lying to yourself
if you're doing that you're weaker than i ever thought
where's the girl i found inside
underneath the headaches and the crossed lines
the person who was surprised she'd even tried

let's make this happen just one last time
then we can forget about each other after we say goodbye