I don't hate you but I love you and I think that's worse
'Cuz instead of a Maserati I'm driving 'round a hearse
Full of all the good things between us that should be dead to me
Now you're riding in my front seat we're driving through purgatory
There's a fine line between dead and alive
It's a small price to pay my fine
Smooth ride until you reach all the tolls
And your wallet boy it's packing but your heart is broke
'Cuz you got me doing all the crazy shit I swore I wouldn't do
And every time I look into the mirror I'm living deja vu
I gave you space so you'd have room to chase me like a man
But you let me walk away so I ran
I ran, I ran
I want a drunk text, I want a drunk call but
I don't want nothing involving alcohol
Don't come botherin' me with something you got off the street
If you're going to pull up baby pull up drunk off me yeah
'Cuz you got me doing all the crazy shit I swore I wouldn't do
And every time I look into the mirror I'm living deja vu
I gave you space so you'd have room to chase me like a man
But you let me walk away so I ran
I ran, I ran
I ran out your house on to the street
How'd I end up here?
I ran