For Science - Way Out Of Control lyrics

We've got a full tank of gas A full tank of hormones or half We're coming back home in pieces You're nursing five days of hatred With twelve hundred miles of silence I like you best when you're sleeping You don't know what I'm thinking I'm thinking that this nerve may be my last We won't see sunrise With fire in my eyes I'd like to try, if you wouldn't mind, a high speed crash And then we'll burn in hell together Maybe there we'll get along It's all expense paid For friends who treat friends this way Don't say that's getting saved We've got Swiss cheese for a muffler I'm happy to suffer Just so long as I don't have to hear your voice The windshield, it slowly becomes a television I bet that you're dreaming the same thing I'm visualizing This car reduced to smoke and f**ing scraps It's all been arranged, baby It's time to wake up I want to see the twinkle in your eye when we crash