I’m fighting with you
Instead of leaning in
My head’s a mess
I can’t keep this steering wheel straight
I’m forgetting that I have you in the passenger side
I just need someone to hold me
And i know you need it too.
I’m angry at myself for not reaching you sooner
I saw you on the road
You eyes half closed at the wheel
I’m sorry I wasn’t brave enough before
There’s things we can’t sweep under this red hood anymore
We’ll drive together from now on.