radio interference.

strangers.

we're strangers again. i feel i know nothing about you. 

i'm in the left lane driving past your exit now, tryna act like you don't have such a grip on my emotions now. 

some part of me says drive past your house, when the other part knows it's a bad idea. 

i just can't get past the fact i've seen you naked, but now we don't talk at all. 

it blows my mind how someone can go from your everything to a complete stranger.