Cops pulled me over
I was crying
Listening to a Weyes Blood song
Thinking 'bout the state of the earth
And how it wants us to stop and leave
The officer thought I was intoxicated
Told him I didn't care what they thought
There's no room since I was already caring
About what everyone else thinks
They pulled out their gun and said
"What's wrong with you? Listen to me, I know what's best"
They shot my airbag
Nothing happened
The bag has always been broken
"I can never decide what to fix first, officer"
So I don't fix anything (so I don't fix anything)
I don't fix anything (I don't fix anything)
I don't fix anything (so I don't fix anything)
I don't fix anything (I don't fix anything)