WRITTEN BY: OWEN TEMPLE
Racing down a track, a collision course
If we crash neither one would survive the force
Ramming into each other, fighting over the lane
We’ll both be twisted metal and a bent up frame
Slamming into each other but the wheels are still turning
We used to be lovers demolition derby
Engines overheating, hearts taking a beating
We used to be lovers demolition derby
The last one to break apart wins
But neither one will live to love again
We trash each other like backroad punks
Perfectly good love becomes a pile of junk
Slamming into each other but the wheels are still turning
We used to be lovers demolition derby
Engines overheating, hearts taking a beating
We used to be lovers demolition derby
Who better to tear the other apart
Than the one who knows the secret places of the heart
We know how to hurt each other so when love goes bad
The one who used to make you so happy is gonna make you so sad
We could end this race and call it a draw
Call it a day before we wreck it all
Seems like a waste when we’ve got a clear head
All for bragging rights when love is dead
Slamming into each other but the wheels are still turning
We used to be lovers demolition derby
Engines overheating, hearts taking a beating
We used to be lovers demolition derby
Yeah, we used to be lovers demolition derby
© 2006 Owen Temple Music (BMI)
