It's Not Fair Lyrics

White dress is our tipping point
Let our whispers pass anywhere they want to go
I'm resting in your rocking chair
I can hear you scream anywhere you want to go

I'm pinned to the open road with a love so divine I can't bear
I'm pinching a nerve it's not fair

I like times staring at white lines
When I miss my chance to go anywhere I want to go
The [?] slipping past when I miss my chance to go anywhere