The smells of the car made me so damn sick, so damn sick, so damn sick.

The ideas in your head made me so damn sore, so damn sore, so damn sore.

Getting raped in your car was never on my bucket list,
Yet I was able to check it off.

I was tired, so damn tired, so damn tired, and so I gave up; no fight, no nothing, just you and the car rocking away as sharp tears splashed upon my face.

I was so damn tired.