Drive

I used to get this pit in my stomach
And ask myself, "is that what love is?
Feeling like you're six feet underground?"
I'd reach down deep into the bottom of my soul
And I'd surrender myself and lose control
'Cause surely he would love me if I lost a pound
But now I drive around your block
Waiting to pick you up and talk
And I realize I don't want what I had then.
In the evening with your shoes untied
You'll get out and go back inside
And I'll drive around your block again
I want to go back to Charlotte
And wear an "A" that's painted scarlet
On my chest and never give a damn
With every minor setback I dye my hair
I've got to get back to my roots and remember who I am
But now I drive around your block
Waiting to pick you up and talk
Wondering why I prefer you to most men
And before I pick you up tonight
I'll stall and turn off my headlight
And I'll drive around your block again



Credits
Writer(s): Eliza Lieberman
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