Objects in the mirror are closer
Than they appear
I've been trying to solve the illusion
Of being alive
I miss the Wooster we built
But you ran ran away
For something that I don't
That I don't understand
Lady Ferrero where have you been?
When I needed you the most in my life
When we drove to the Keys
Everything was fine
When we went to San Juan
You were such an cunt ahhh ahhh
Thinking that everything needs to be planned
But you have to learn to live by your guts
Objects in the mirror are closer
Than they appear
I've been trying to solve the illusion
Of being with you
Objects in the mirror are closer
Than they appear
I've been trying to solve the illusion
Of being with you