In the back of your car there's a big black mark Where i ripped the seat And at the back of your head i was going red But you couldn't see And in the black of my mind i was swearing blind That it wasn't me But i never could lie so i never did try And you were not pleased
(if i was lonely i would hold you close to me If i was lost i would call you back to me)
You let it go, and you let it go, and you let it go
