Stephen Beebout before bed

Dark haired girl
Open up to the one you were before
What I have seen I've read
Watched it on a screen right before bed
Time is all I've got
Open stretch of road right before my plot
So, I'll open up
Open to the one that I hope I've got
Knowing that I'll never live this down
Lay down your old wounds
Park um right beside the hole in you
Tie off that old gal
Leave her for the wind, let the cracked bow drown
Knowing that I'll never live this down