Mixed up month
And too soon to be over me and you
With your sudden stop today
Driving the last of us away
And the girl in rearview tries
I can only see her eyes
She's bracing for the crash
And I wonder who's at fault
As I'm screeching to a halt
But too late
Words much too curt
Do they smart?
Does it hurt?
The pavement sweats beneath
Slighting my efforts to relieve you
Of the years it takes
But I only locked the brakes
And the girl in rearview tries
I can only see her eyes
She's bracing for the crash
And I wonder who's at fault
As I'm screeching to a halt
But too late
Words much too curt
And you were inert
Does it smart?
Does it hurt?