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[mynameisjeanett]

how many times do I have to tell you
I would drive my car out of gas on the loneliest of country roads for you?
In the middle of the night, and I wouldn't mind
But no amount of gas would get me to where you are,
you're always too far away.

I steel away into the night anyway,
without you is no loss
I kidnap the first thing with a heartbeat I can find
and we run away together
laughing,
taking pictures,
and finally enjoying the fall.