Lyric Driving With The Brakes On

Driving through the long night
Trying to figure who s right and who s wrong
Now the kid has gone. I sit belted up tight,
She sucks on a match light, glowing bronze, steering on.
And I might be more of a man if I stopped this in it s tracks
And said, come on, let s go home. But she s got the wheel,
And I ve got nothing except what I have on.

When you re driving with the brakes on
When you re swimming with your boots on,
It s hard to say you love someone
And it s hard to say you don t

Trying to keep the mood right, trying to steer the conversation from
The thing we ve done.
She shuts up the ashtray, and I say it s a long way back now hon
She just yawns. And we might get lost someplace
So desolate that no one where we re from would ever come
But she s got the wheel and I ve got to deal from now on.

But unless the moon falls tonight, unless continents collide,
Nothing s gonna make me, break from her side