End of the Road

Same scenario seems every night

I'm looking for something that isn't a fight

Reluctantly I reach over and turn out the light

As feelings of emptiness begin to take flight.

You're driving us down a dead end road

I feel like there's more to it then I'm being told

The faster you drive, the more I grow cold.

This mind fucking game is getting really old.

I wait for you to make your move

I don't know what I expect you to do

I don't know what I'm trying to prove

Or maybe baby just maybe I do.

I need to know before we run out of pavement

I need to feel more then words will let

Do you care that my needs aren't being met

I need you to take all of this confusion away

I need you to show me.

This isn't something that you can just say

And expect everything to be okay

You're driving us down a dead end road

I feel like there's more to it then I'm being told

The faster you drive, the more I grow cold.

This mind fucking game is getting really old.

Words won't cut it not anymore

They cannot give me what I'm yearning for

It's something i have to feel through physical connection.

Instinctually you'll act upon it because it stems from a place of affection.

I need you to innerstand and seek a deeper personal reflection

I hope this knowledge is guiding you in the right direction

You're driving us down a dead end road

I feel like there's more to it then I'm being told

The faster you drive, the more I grow cold.

This mind fucking game is getting really old.