Romeo's in the front seat, and yeah he's got the car running.
He beat my ass and he took the keys, I'm on the driveway screaming.
I didn't know he would visit me, in fact I thought that he wouldn't.
But here I am on the concrete, with my stupid mouth smirking.
We both speak in perfect screenplay scripture.
Like it's written, and we're pulling it down from the ether.
I'm in the trunk gagged and hog-tied, but I've never felt so alive.
Romeo's on the freeway, with a lead-foot speeding.
Dark red on his denim jeans, from all my new wounds bleeding.
I don't know what time it is. For all I care time doesn't exist.
I don't know what time it is. For all I care time doesn't exist.
We both speak in perfect screenplay scripture.
Like it's written, and we're pulling it down from the ether.
I'm in the trunk gagged and hog-tied, but I've never,
I've never, I've never, I've never, I've never, I've never!
We both speak in perfect screenplay scripture.
Like it's written, and we're pulling it down from the ether.
We both speak in perfect screenplay scripture.
Like it's written, and we're pulling it down, down, down, yeah!
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