Taste in men

Forget my way back home


Well it's not about themIt's all about usCan you hear it againAnd just take on trust?Yeah you still got a wayTo get out of thisOne story town So you swallow your prideWhen you're filling with gasAnd they're laughing insideAbout you kicking your assAnd you gotta stand up, if you don'tThen they're just falling downSo why don't youTurn your car aroundForget your way back home?'cause it's not me there anymoreTurn you car aroundWe're better off aloneI'll get myself up off the floorSo I'll tell you it's blackBut you know that it's whiteI say everything's cool andYou don't have to fightAnd there's nothing outsideIn the dark thereJust waiting for youAnd I wish it was true