Cryptic Car Crash - 02/13/09

I'm so high
On Nerds and caffeine
Wondering why
You can't say what you mean

You're always so cryptic
To the point of decay
When things don't click
You just throw them away

Blow it up
Pop a couple Ritalin
Throw it up
You can't fake this sin

And things won't flow
If you learn to let go
If you stitch up the scar
You've just crashed the car

And it's over
You don't know what comes next
Yeah when it's over
You just can't fake the test

Blow it up
Pop a couple Ritalin
Throw it up
You can't fake this sin

Slice it open
Too soon it's broken
And then it's dead
It's all in your head

But you don't know what you're doing
Too much longer and
You won't be doing
Whatever it is you think you're doing

Time to blow it up
We're all on Ritalin
Throw it up
No one can fake this sin

When you stitch up the scar
You've just crashed the car

And we're on Ritalin
We'll blow it up
We can't fake the sin
So we'll just throw it up