She Doesn't Even Go Here (Crash) Lyrics

you said you want me to show him the ropes
when you don't apprehend that I have my own to climb
you're speeding on an encroaching course that's closed to the boys
that you wish to wait in the wings to ride shotgun
with you by their side
and when you're racing motors hum

the tempo gallops on your estrogenic drum
ready to make the dash (but here's the catch)

the crash will come at you fast
so slow down before the speed limit sends
the sting, the agony it'll bring
this is not my path to help you cross

I've seen that fickle face before
you don't know where to turn
if your passions are the kindling, baby
they're more than ready to burn

unless your sleeping under a stone
it's obvious he want to be left alone
I know it's hard just face the truth
she's a stage five clinger and he's gonna stay

aloof, disconnect
you write dark poetry
you bore us to death
give your brains a bash when you anticipate

too hot for games, where the hell you've been?
this time, it's sink or swim.