Car Crash and You

Your breath is like Chanel Number Five
Your hair is like New York City
With legs like a parking garage
And a tongue like the Metro

You remind me of a car crash
Where everybody lives,
But they find out that they
All have a mysterious, secret connection
Unknown to even them
Until, in the aftermath of the crash
While they're sorting things out,
They all discover the evil, secret lie
That binds them one to another

It's a terrifying thought
Because we both know
And have seen these things before
There it is,
Go through it,
Now it's your turn
To go out the door