We haven't talked in months
Really, it feels like months
Can you leave the light on?
So I know you're there
And I've a way with words
At least I think I do
I don't really say much
And then we drive, home
There, you are, in the driveway calling all the shots
Yes I can hardly walk
But what can I do about that now?
I thought I had a good time
Before I lost my keys
And I know you've seen me worse
I know I drive you round the bend
And we don't seem to say much
And then we drive, home
There, you are, in the driveway calling all the shots
There, you are, in the driveway calling all the shots
There, you are, in the driveway calling all the shots
And it means nothing to no one
And it means nothing to no one
But me
