Please

Please help me 

I'm circling the drain 

nearing the end 

going to slip through the cracks in the cement as I'm walking down this retched street

as long as I end up in the ground 

I dont care how the journey lays out

I see this road as a dead-end street

my car is speeding toward a brick wall

and my brakes are out

my oil needs to be changed and I'm running on fumes

the pills stopped working 

I remember the nights we were intimate

a headlight's broken and the airbag probably won't deploy

all because you needed some spare parts

Your breath is hot like flame

and I'm a newspaper

Flammable and flimsy

You tear everything apart if it's in your way

Like a hurricane