A summers drive away from dying; a broken heart nothing to lose. I know it hurts so bad just trying to please the ones you hate to love. And I wrote this note about someone I used to know so I'd remember how life can be so short when you're left alone to wonder how it is someone opens and shuts the door. I know you're cold but come home. It's a shame how short we all have come. You set your mind on cruise control; knuckles grip the wheel in fear to let it go. Love is empty; love is cruel, for at least a little while. And I know your cold but come home; it's a shame how short we all have come. And I know you're cold but come home, please don't face the headlights of the oncoming cars along. We won't forget the past. Say all the answers and I will let you go, I won't look back.
