I got this feeling on the summer day when you were gone.
I crashed my car into the bridge. I watched, I let it burn.
I threw your sh** into a bag and pushed it down the stairs.
I crashed my car into the bridge.
I don't care, I love it.
I don't care.
Yes, it's a rant as much as a song, but sometimes you have to get your ya yas out. I have no fears that my daughter will grow up and start crashing cars into bridges and watching them burn. If I had been driving, I would have turned it up.