in the rearview

so i got your message

and its been a long time

since we have spoken face to face

i cant help to question your cause of interest

its just like the dead lay buried in the grave

right now

and i was feeling just content enough to forget you

i've found skeletons grow stronger when kept from the light

i would rather die than admit that i

don't know don't know

i would rather die than admit that i

don't know don't know

you would rather be alone than admit you were wrong

than admit you were wrong

there's blood on the freeway

painting a poisoned past

kissed with a hard rain washed away

you're back to your old ways

carelessly leaving tracks

the road you have chosen

i refuse to take

right now

and i was feeling just content enough to forget you

i've found skeletons grow stronger when kept from the light

i would rather die than admit that i

don't know don't know

i would rather die than admit that i

don't know don't know

you would rather be alone than admit you were wrong

i would rather die than admit that i

don't know don't know

i would rather die than admit that i

don't know don't know

you would rather be alone

right now

and i was feeling just content enough to forget you

i've found that skeletons grow stronger when kept in the rearview