Asphalt

She sees how the asphalt turns red "I sometimes hope, I crash when it hurts the most" She's sick of being afraid, It's the constant fear of something or someone else As the rain patters on the roof of the car Like the beat of a drum or a ticking clock As the rain patters on the roof of the car Like the beat of a drum or a ticking clock She left the pan on the stove, kept the flame warm The door wide open, creaking wooden floors, she said "As the sun paints the sky red, I remember when it seemed to fall apart" As the rain patters on the roof of the car Like the beat of a drum or a ticking clock As the rain patters on the roof of the car Like the beat of a drum or a ticking clock Somewhere between the car seats you reach for my hand I can't really grasp what you've said You sat me down on a cold couch dreaming I stood up, heavy heart As the rain patters on the roof of the car Like the beat of a drum or a ticking clock As the rain patters on the roof of the car Like the beat of a drum or a ticking clock Something changed, somewhere along the way It changed You know what that did to me You know what that did You know what that did to me