She's My Rushmore

Cut your brake lines Break your headlights And waited for you at the stop sign Disconnected iron lungs Insurance fires Our smothered young Always the first one on the scene A pyromaniac midsummer nights dream Thank you lord: 1) for this oil slick 2) for her car wreck 3) for I'm lovesick Heaven sent us a hero But Hell tried his resolve And when you thought we were done for I pulled through While you rested your eyes in the driver seat I sat and watched you Always the first one on the scene A pyromaniac midsummer nights dream Trust me Trust me We'll wait for it, pray for it Step on the brakes till we're over it Under it Screaming like bombs for it Oh dear me, I've done it again Thank you lord: 4) for the loaded gun 5) for the bad aim 6) for I'm lonesome God is smiling down on us He shines his grace on everyone He shines his grace on everyone The greatest lovers were murderers first The greatest lovers were murderers first The greatest lovers were murderers first