Lyrics

The television lied
about the people in real life
But really all I want to do
is stay with you tonight

This situation's old
when you're haunted by those ghosts
but maybe all your ghosts
won't haunt you tonight

(chorus)
soon you'll be driving far away from here
you'll cuse a little under your breath while the stoplights disappear
and you'll remember mostly good things and not the bad
but really all I want to do, is not be your stopligh tonight

At times it's hard to breath
it crushes me to see you leave
and it's really not fair at all
that I know your type

Until my prides redeemed
I'm sitting by a phone that doesn't ring
No its really not fair at all
That I know your type

(chorus)
soon you'll be driving far away from here
you'll cuse a little under your breath while the stoplights disappear
and you'll remember mostly good things and not the bad
but really all I want to do, is not be your stopligh tonight

The television lied
about the people in real life
But really all I want to do
is stay with you tonight

(chorus)
soon you'll be driving far away from here
you'll cuse a little under your breath while the stoplights disappear
and you'll remember mostly good things and not the bad
but really all I want to do, is not be your stopligh tonight