Nightdrive

Empty road, Windows cracked just enough. Cold air cuts through all that old stuff. You laugh At the bruise on chin. From the last time, I swore I'd never jump In. Night drive, you and i-i-i-eyes on the white lines, Saying we're fine, but we're both lying. Lying, li-lying. Night drive, talking big dreams At the stop signs, holding the wheel like we Won't crash this time. Glove Box Full of receipts and regrets. Your hand Drums on my leg like a threat. You say, "Pick we'll just go." I watch your face lit up in that glow. Night drive, you and i-i-i-eyes on the white lines, Saying we're fine, but we're both lying. Lying, Li-lying. Night drive, Talking big dreams at the stop signs, Holding the wheel like we won't crash this time.