I know these things aren't typical
I don't wanna come across difficult
I wish I could climb inside of your head
And make you a little less miserable
I'm losing your time to a metronome
I'm in the next room with a megaphone
I know you didn't hear a word that I said
I try, try, try
How do I drive from the passenger side?
I've been holdin' on tight to a telephone line
Living your dream, baby, what about mine?
Tell me I'm yours, wonder what it feels like
What it feels like
Let's run from it all for the hell of it
Oh God, put me back in my element
We talk about things we don't wanna address
I guess I'll make room for the elephant
But I miss the way the night sounds back on the coast
Up dancing with the lights out, burning the toast
Yeah, I miss a lot of things, but I miss you the most
Yeah, I try, try, try
How do I drive from the passenger side?
I've been holdin' on tight to a telephone line
Living your dream, baby, what about mine?
You tell me I'm yours, wonder what it feels like
What it feels like
I pour my heart out on a silver plate
I would die for you, by the way
Not that you would mind
But I try, I try, I try, try
How do I drive from the passenger side?
I've been holdin' on tight to a telephone line
Living your dream, baby, what about mine?
You tell me I'm yours, wonder what it feels like
What it feels like
Living your dream, baby, what about mine?
You tell me I'm yours, wonder what it feels like
