October 21st (Behind The Wheel) Video (MV)

Counting the weeks now
I think it's been two
Since they asked for the story
And we both told our truths
The cry of a tire
The numb and the ache
Desperately grasping
The shift and the brake

I pull out my skin, I pull out the driveway
Guess I'm insane, cause you're just okay
And they all forgot the big ordeal
It's time I found something else to feel
A chemical gin in my airway
Choking on wind, they ask who's to blame
And I never guessed all this was real
Until it was time to get back behind the wheel

Counting bruises now
Yellow and blue
Just analyzing
It was six:22
If I hadn't gone
To the marketplace
Would I be driving my car
'Cross the interstate?

I pull out my skin, I pull out the driveway
Guess I'm insane, cause you're just okay
And they all forgot the big ordeal
It's time I found something else to feel
A chemical gin in my airway
Choking on wind, they ask who's to blame
And I never guessed all this was real
Until it was time to get back behind the wheel

Hard to resist
The question
Who's fault was it?
Who's fault was it?
While I'm walking in
Blood soaked skin
I've got firemen
Calling the ambulance
Hard to resist
The question
Who's fault was it?
Who's fault was it?
I'm not wondering
With a concussion
But now that I am
I know what you did

Counting the weeks now
I think it's been two
Since I abruptly
Gave my days to you
I'm pulling apart
That look on your face
Cause now I can't drive
Or do much anything