Move too fast, crash too slow And now you're gone But what'd I lose? The idea of you Sorry that I moved too soon Lately I've been thinking bout you and me Watching sunrises turn to sunsets On a long drive Then we can get undressed And have a nice car and a backyard But the truths hell Baby I get so ahead of myself Yeah I get so ahead of myself It's not me and I know it's not you And that's alright I'm sorry for what I put you through Sorry that I made you my muse Sorry that I made you my muse Lately I've been thinking bout you and me Watching sunrises turn to sunsets On a long drive Then we can get undressed And have a nice car and a backyard But the truths hell Baby I get so ahead of myself Yeah I get so ahead of myself I get so ahead of myself I get so ahead of myself