Some nights, I bolt and sleep in the car From the hood, talk at your face in the stars I tell you versions of everything We share a smoke in the dark I need you c-c-c-closer, Little Bulldozer Wake up - I'm nowhere, drifting dead (Keep inching forward you better find her) I'm shot, I'm scratching snakes in my skin (I want a fistfight, a cheap reminder) I'm always answering everything "When can I see you again?" My little mischievous everything My little shot in the dark (I thought she wasn't coming Almost gave up on waiting So certain of disaster I almost didn't ask her But I did.)