olivia zwart

No, nothing good starts in a getaway car It was the best of times, the worst of crimes I struck a match and blew your mind But I didn't mean it And you didn't see it The ties were black, the lies were white In shades of gray and candlelight I wanted to leave him I needed a reason X marks the spot where we fell apart He poisoned the well, I was lying to myself I knew it from the first Old Fashioned, we were cursed We never had a shotgun shot in the dark (Oh!) You were drivin' the getaway car We were flyin', but we'd never get far Don't pretend it's such a mystery Think about the place where you first met me Ridin' in a getaway car There were sirens in the beat of your heart Should've known I'd be the first to leave Think about the place where you first met me In…