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 through a metronome
I'm in the next room, playing the megaphone
I know you didn't hear a word that I said
I try, try, try
How does it feel drive from the passenger's side?
I've been holding 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
I would die to be 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 nights out back on the coast
Us 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 does it feel drive from the passenger's side?
I've been holding 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
I put my heart out on a silver plate
I would die for you by the way
Not that you were mine, but I try
Try, try, try
How does it feel drive from the passenger's side?
I've been holding 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
Living your dream, baby, what about mine?
Tell me I'm yours, wonder what it feels like
