Driving past the sign
Driving all the time
Where the fuck you going this time
You look lost, again
You drive everyday
But where do you end up
Where the fuck are you now
Back home
Somewhere else
Where else
You’re not even moving
Bitch, where the fuck you going
You’re falling asleep
Pull over, you don’t need to keep driving
Pull over, go home
Go home, you always do
What’s different today
Where are you
You haven’t even moved
There’s nothing different
You’ll always be you
No matter where you go
Just be, you don't need to fucking drive
To make you see
But who knows
The next drive might be different
But you're still gonna pull over
