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