Flash in the Pan

The dirt on my windshield's got an ocean from the rain outside,
As I drive,East farther East than I could fathom.
Try to stay alive.
Lonely drive.

To the city, where I made you cry.
To the city, where you don't ask why.
To the city, where I'm going to die.

I'm just a flash in the pan.
I'm as dashingas a flash in the pan.
I'm just a flash in the pan.

My brain's in a fuzzy little coating of alcohol and lies.
No goodbyes.
I dream I'm careening down the freeway
To your naked eyes, past the lies,
Of that evening when I made you cry,
All those evenings when we didn't ask why,
To that evening when I'm going
to die.

I'm just a flash in the pan.
I'm as dashing as a flash in the pan
I'm just a flash in the pan
I'm as empty as a flash in the pan
I'm just a flash in the pan
I'm as honest as a flash in the pan
I'm just a flash in the pan.