Did we give away too much or was it right?
I just wanna go back home and hold you tight
I can't face another crowd and feel this way
Oh no, oh no
I'm falling into every little trap that I can find
Reading too much into every single sign
I can't face you with the others all around
Oh no, oh no
I need some time to breathe
I can't fix what's wrong
Well the world I see is only two lanes wide
From this midnight van to Georgia that we ride
And the toll booths become markers of the time
Oh no, oh no