Seven Hours Until Sunrise, I Would Rather Drive Than Sleep. These Lights, These Memories. Freeways Are Like Pinhole Ceilings. The Stares They Exchange In The Classroom. I Know They Wish For Downtown Friday Nights. Streetlights Shine Perfect Memories And This Calm Makes Me Believe In Us Again. The Beauty Of The Intangible. I Paint Your Body Next To Me In This Car, But I Try To Forget. Take Back Your Pictures Of You. And You Can Bet I Wont Forget Your Heartless Running. Candy Apple Frowns, Make Me Believe Your Caramel Isn't That Sweet. "never Forget What It Did To You." I Would Rather Not Carry The Pieces Around, Standing Over My Grave, Dying More And More Everyday.