3 acessos
In the backseat of my heart
My love tells me I'm a mess
I couldn't get the car to start
Left my keys somewhere in the mess
It comes and goes
In plateaus
One month later, I'm a fucking pro
My parents would be proud
Oh, fall asleep on the floor
Forget what happened in the morning
There are notes in your handwriting
But you can make it up
We are not a proud race
It's not a race at all
We're just trying, I'm only trying
To get home
Drunk drivers, drunk drivers
This is not a good thing
I don't mean to rationalize
Or try and explain it away
It's not okay
Drunk drivers, drunk drivers
It's too late to articulate it
That empty feeling
You share the same fate as the people you hate
You built yourself up against other's feelings
And it left you feeling empty
As a car coasting downhill
I have become such a negative person
It was all just an act
It was all so easily stripped away
But if we learn how to live this
Maybe we can learn how to start again
And I could shout: Who's never done wrong?
Who hasn't taken that first step?
We are not a proud race
It's not a race at all
We're just trying, I'm only trying
To get home
Drunk drivers, drunk drivers
Put it out of your mind
And perish the thought
There's no comfort in responsibility
Drunk drivers, drunk drivers
It doesn't have to be like this
It doesn't have to be like this
It doesn't have to be like this
Killer whales, killer whales
It doesn't have to be like this
It doesn't have to be like this
It doesn't have to be like this
Killer whales, killer whales
Here's that voice in your head
Give in you should again
But you know he loves you
And he doesn't mean to cause you pain
Please listen to him
It's not too late
Turn off the engine, get out of the car
And start to walk
Drunk drivers, drunk drivers
Drunk drivers, drunk drivers
It doesn't have to be like this
It doesn't have to be like this
It doesn't have to be like this
Killer whales, killer whales
It doesn't have to be like this
It doesn't have to be like this
It doesn't have to be like this
Killer whales, killer whales