Taste in men

Well it's not about them
It's all about us
Can you hear it again
And just take on trust?
Yeah you still got a way
To get out of this
One story town

So you swallow your pride
When you're filling with gas
And they're laughing inside
About you kicking your ass
And you gotta stand up, if you don't
Then they're just falling down

So why don't you
Turn your car around
Forget your way back home?
'cause it's not me there anymore

Turn you car around
We're better off alone
I'll get myself up off the floor
So I'll tell you it's black
But you know that it's white
I say everything's cool and
You don't have to fight
And there's nothing outside
In the dark there
Just waiting for you
And I wish it was true