Peter Broderick - Trespa**ing lyrics

Borrowed Heather's car for the day Told Pop I was on the way It's a nice drive, out to Pop's place It's a nice drive if you can make it without leaving a trace Not me Not this time, not me Nils was on the stereo No better way to go Then I saw you, tried to swerve out of the way Tried to swerve but so did you One of our lives just had to be through Not mine Not this time, not mine For a moment I still drive No chance you're alive But I had to go back, face what I'd done That's when I saw that you were whole Except your heart was on the side On the side Your body with the heart on the side Back into my machine Everything the opposite of clean I can't even listen to the music Nothing