She's My Rushmore

Cut your break lines, break your headlights

Waited for you at the stop sign

Disconnected iron lungs

Insurance fires, smothered young

Always the first one on the scene

A pyromantic midsummer

Nights dream

Thank you Lord for this oil slick

For her car wreck

For I'm lovesick

Heaven sent us a hero but Hell tried his resolve

And when you thought you were done for

I pulled through

While you rested your eyes

In the driver's seat

I sat and watched you

Always the first one on the scene

A pyromantic 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

Dear me, I've done it again

Thank you Lord, for the loaded gun

For the bad aim

For I'm lonesome

God's 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