Silent conversation Fills the coldness in the room Time is still when he says Hold my hand, we're going down Hold on tight, don't make a sound Oh oh oh oh He leads her to the front seat Of a car that's broken down Speeding up, she's screaming Slow it down, we're going too fast Slow it down before we crash And we waste so much time Trying to get it right And we drive down the same old boulevard To end up right back where we feel apart Round and round we go Same old circles we know But we just drive Racin' down the freeway Dodging cars as they pass by Tires swerve and they think We were not meant to survive We will fall once we collide Oh oh oh oh And they don't see that the love they had is gone And they just hold on the wheel like a loaded gun And cry out Who will heal our wounded hearts? And cover up our marks and scars And we waste so much time Trying to get it right And we drive down the same old boulevard To end up right back where we fell apart Round and round we go Same old circles we know But we just drive