Part 3: race and rage
one hand on the wheel, the other ripping out my heart

forever crazy, mad
stuck in a fast-moving daydream
I had started years ago
and every time it replays in my head
I get closer, and closer to heaven
I'm not here
that sparkling starlet is holding my soul
hostage
but you're here
you're the one to make the shadows disappear
you like the race and the rage
baby don't you
you like the stakes high for the game
baby don't you
you'd bet on anything
baby won't you
that's why I'm riding with you
forever yours, bad, bad girl
forever for better or worse
I'm a martyr I let go of my soul
am I good enough now for you to hold
every needle, every prick
you're playing with my life with this
betting on my fight
but you're the one to hold me every night
you like the race and the rage
baby don't you
you like the stakes high for the game
baby don't you
you'd bet on anything
baby won't you
that's why I'm riding with you
hold my cig stash
get my ash trash
put my feet up on the dash
while you're driving and you're taking it fast
I'm a good girl in your lap
handprint on my ass
your brown leather heavy on my back
smoke in the air from our funeral pyre
I don't want it in my veins hold it in my heart
your cold heart babe
rocks I want in my chain
It's not insane to see
you're the only star in my brain
star in my brain
It's not insane for me
to have black in my veins
black in my veins
I can still say
fuck you for everything
for everything
and kiss you in the same breath
you scare me to death
you're driving me to my death
but I'm riding
fast for the race baby
angry with the rage
set up high stakes for the game
my love you'd bet on anything
reckless scarlet lips
big tough tatted hands
I'd trust with my life
you'll hold me through anything
because I'd ride with you through anything1
