really this song just feels like a bunch of nonsense drivel.
The story of my life I take her home
I drive all night to keep her warm and time is frozen
I drive all night to keep her warm and time is frozen
The story of my life I give her hope
I spend her love until she's broke inside
I spend her love until she's broke inside
She told me in the morning she don't feel the same about us in her bones,
And I been waiting for this time to come around
But baby running after you is like chasing the clouds
- No name calling
- Not really objectifying
- Woman somewhat an agent/empowered, though also needs help/hope/a ride?
- woman in relation to man
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