I can't believe she let you drive
I'm relieved that you're okay
You can fall asleep on me
As we make our way downstate
I gotta stop writing about this
But I'll thank you just this once
I have nightmares about exurbs
If I make it without him
Sleep on the floor
It all seems to make sense then
There is far too much to carry
We might be too late
Shows behind curtains
A familiar face
I guess I'll have to visit
Somethings you can't replace
I gotta stop writing about this
But I'll thank you just this once
I gotta stop writing about this
But I'll thank you just this once