Strand Of Oaks - Rest of It

You were my car
You were my piston
Oh lord, I'm trying to get her out of the way
One's about all I can take

If you don't run away
You can get the rest of it

You were my cradle
You were my hoarder
Too many times I caught her
Walking way, leaving me turning gray (oh yeah)

Baby don't run away
You can get the rest of it

Don't [?]
You let me get some [rest?]

You were my reason
To get wasted
My looks and charms are fading
Some people say, I've become hallucinated
And don't run away, you can get the rest of it

Don't [?]
And let me get some [rest?]

Give me love, give me your thunder
Show me [ride?], leave me a little wonder
All the way, oh, I keep messing up
All the way, oh, I keep messing it up