She's My Rushmore

Cut your break lines, break your headlights
Waited for you at the stop sign
Disconnected iron lungs
Insurance fires, smothered youngAlways the first one on the scene
A pyromantic midsummer
Nights dreamThank you Lord for this oil slick
For her car wreck
For I'm lovesickHeaven sent us a hero but Hell tried his resolve
And when you thought you were done for
I pulled throughWhile you rested your eyes
In the driver's seat
I sat and watched youAlways the first one on the scene
A pyromantic midsummer nights dream
Trust me, trust meWe'll wait for it, pray for it, step on the brakes
Till we're over it, under it screaming like bombs for it
Dear me, I've done it againThank you Lord, for the loaded gun
For the bad aim
For I'm lonesomeGod's smiling down on us
He shines His grace on everyone
He shines His grace on everyoneThe greatest lovers were murderers first
The greatest lovers were murderers first
The greatest lovers were murderers first