Over.

Rachel took the car last night.
She'd had enough...
She didn't even say goodbye to...
Anyone or anything that mattered...
Yesterday.
It's all so crazy.

The highway was a bit too long...
And it let her think...
Ten times too much...
And when she decided what she was ready for...
She didn't try to take back anything.

The barrel roll was painful...
But by time she reached the shoulder...
It was all over.