Motor-Ready

Hold your laughter, soon right after
 The facts are brought to our attention
 Barely notice what you know best
 Which is almost nothing
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 Why is there always a reason?
 Or something you're your whining about
 I've heard the same old story
 It's growing extremely boring
 See right through your innocence
 Nice disguise the excuses
 Could have been better, not terrible
 For the first try.
 Quarts of turmoil dripping quickly
 Out of the leaking mouth of yours
 Skidding tires, fumes inspire no
 Caution flags to prevent the danger
 I'll make it easy if that's what you want.
 Just hit the highway, when I need you I'll phone.
 Don't bother sending any letters to ask if tempers have cooled since the night you left.
 I haven't bothered turning the porch light on.
 I think it's quite clear this isn't your home anymore.
 Who's ever closest I don't notice anyone waiting for your return.
 You ought to know this it came from your lips with the rest of the obvious lies
 My reactions are distractions for pleasing my own sick humor
 Short conversations, complications you've got to watch what you say
 This disaster arriving soon twisting the truth with each phase of the moon
 Is this what the future holds for me?
 Now I've found a certain type of honesty
 No make believe or bullshit from you