85 miles per hour
away from where you are
back to the place
where i pay to sleep
i cant spend 3 hours
alone with thoughts of you
your smell
your taste
your voice

i woke up wanting to be where you are
and you woke up wanting to be somewhere else
i cant take it

c'est n'amour pas
mais
je t'aime
and i wont tell you what it means

85 miles per hour
away from where you are
back to the place
where i pay to sleep
i cant spend 3 hours
alone with thoughts of you
your smell
your taste
your voice

that red number eight football jersey
the only souvenir to keep from remembering that one lonely night
hanging in your closet in the other end of the state

AI JA NAI
DEMO
ANATA WATAKUSHI SUKI
you dont get to know what that means

the clear sky and the brisk air
without a goodbye
i got into my car
and on to the interstate
where i am driving
85 miles per hour
away from where you are
spending these 3 hours
alone with thoughts of you

it shouldn't have been so bad
i didn't plan to get so sad
you should be the one holding on
JA NA, a bientot, and i'm gone

dreams and drawings cant compare to your raw flesh
that is all i'm allowed to hold of the best i ever had