Found enough ways I can turn, they're all dead ends
Not enough sage I can burn to clean my head
I'm a dying flower in a dark room
Just a quarter of the way through
I wanna take the wheel of a car that I just stole
Let the rain funnel in from the window
Ride on seven things that I fight off
Watch them crash like glass on the sidewalk
And drive, and drive
Where do I go? I've outgrown the face I wear
I'm getting over relying on tomorrow to get somewhere
Yeah
Yeah

I'm a wooden soldier on a table
Just a quarter of the way home
I wanna take the wheel of a car that I just stole
Let the rain funnel in from the window
Ride on seven things that I fight off
Watch them crash like glass on the sidewalk
And drive, and drive
Watch them crash like glass on the sidewalk
And drive, and drive
Watch them crash like glass on the sidewalk
A thousand tiny fires igniting on the feeling
I see them outcradle
I see them outcradle


My desire's like a child
I hear it, they're screaming
To take the wheel of a car that I just stole
Let the rain funnel in from the window
Ride on seven things that I fight off
Watch them crash like glass on the sidewalk
And drive, and drive
Drive, and drive

And drive
And drive