Your Driveway

Your driveway
Rolling papers on the highway
Wish I had everything my way
But sideways these things go
So I say
Who's going to class this Friday
I don't think I'll pass but it's my
Lazy river in my inner tube of solitude

Your driveway
Oh, these days
Oh, I say
Oh, these days
In your driveway
Oh, these days
Oh, I say
Oh, these days

Oh I say
I may not have much but I'm flying
I can't be the man of your dreams
But you can bet your ass I'll keep on being me
So please refrain
From driving so fast you're not healing
The scars of your past
The birds up in the sky ain't judging who comes in last

Oh, I say
Please refrain
Oh, oh I say
Now I'm flying
Oh, I say
Please refrain
Oh, now I say
Now I'm flying

Now these sound waves
Are healing my brain more than a pound cake
Eaten in shame
Empty spaces all around so I'm driving my car downtown
My heart ache
Beating faster and faster, oh these days
I don't wanna crash her
But the airbags push me back into my lonely place



Credits
Writer(s): Samuel Tiesworth
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