I can't have my cake and fuck it too Ok, I won't make another goddamn joke (I know - how rude...) Objects in the rearview mirror are closer than they appear Except for you, my dear I should've known... I can't confess and hold my breath at the same time And I won't feel human until I feel you again Objects in the rearview mirror are closer than they appear Except for you, my dear I should've known… You don't have to stay You don't have to confide in me I already wrote your diary Objects in the rearview mirror are closer than they appear But to who, my dear? I should've known… I should've known…