I hate those
Flowers you hold in still life
In your tattoos
When your
Forehead is so cold
Your mind possessed by a muse
They say
The nails embody the spirit
But I hide my stigmata
And my tearful eyes pretend
That someones gonna drive you home tonight
Who’s gonna drive you home?
Who’s gonna drive you home?
Who’s gonna drive you home?
Who’s gonna take you home tonight?
At least now I can sleep through the night
Cause I threw away the frames you left behind
The rain is pouring down like these lines
Who’s gonna drive you home tonight?
Who’s gonna drive you home?
Who’s gonna drive you home?
Who’s gonna drive you home?
Who’s gonna take you home tonight?
I’m so tired of
Pondering what we used to be
I’m so tired of
This fighting between you and me
I’m so tired of
Everything I’ve heard before
I’m so tired of
The empty space behind my door
I’m so tired of
Pondering what we used to be
I’m so tired of
This fighting between you and me
I’m so tired of
Everything I’ve heard before
I’m so tired of
That empty space behind my door
They say the nails
Embody the spirit
And my tearful eyes
Pretend, pretend, pretend
That someones gonna drive you home tonight
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