Unfortunately

you are a very fast car headed for a brick wall and i want to ride you are a beautiful hell-bent guilty feeling i have inside you are a fistful of strange pills in my pocket that i finger constantly you are a bottle full of dark red wine i want to drink compulsively you i could never save but i'm done playing superman i never knew how to fly, anyway i only ran i'd like to see what messes we could get into and watch how we get out of them i'd like to stick around for just a little while then run away again you are the badly written poem that's been hidden deep for years you are the bad friend i could never count on yet you held me and wiped my tears you are the ominous storm clouds slowly blocking out the sun you are the horrible wreck i just can't turn my head away from i see the worst of me in you and the worst of you in me we mirror each other tragically