Santa Ana Lyrics

Seven hours until sunrise, i would rather drive than sleep.
These lights, these memories.
Freeways are like pinhole ceilings.
The stares they exchange in the classroom.
I know they wish for downtown friday nights.
Streetlights shine perfect memories and this calm makes me believe in us again.
The beauty of the intangible.
I paint your body next to me in this car, but i try to forget.
Take back your pictures of you.
And you can bet i wont forget your heartless running.

Candy apple frowns, make me believe your caramel isn't that sweet.
"never forget what it did to you."
I would rather not carry the pieces around,
Standing over my grave, dying more and more everyday.