I saw your faces in the break lights
And I drove myself home
I saw your faces in my rearview mirror
And I found myself thinking
I‘ll be anything you want me to be
I can even be her
I saw your faces lit up by the break lights
And I drove myself home
I’ll drive myself home
How low (how low)
How low can I go?
How low (how low)
How low can I go, honey?
How long till I can laugh about it all?
How do I say what I want to say out loud?
How low (how low)
How low can I go?
How low (how low)
How low can I go, honey?
How long till I can laugh about it all?
How do I say what I want to say out loud?
I saw your faces lit up by the break lights
And I drove myself home
I saw you lost within the weightlessness of longing
And I drove myself home
I’ll drive myself home