I guess you got home from work I hear the shuffle of the footsteps on the stone, yeah And the crowd becomes a blur And I'm stuck at home (at home) I take a drag, take a turn, yeah The GPS, it takes a life on of it's own, yeah And the ride becomes a curse And I run out of my room
Doo-doo Doo-doo-doo-doo
So you call, alone And the Sun still rise Rainin' on the hotel, hotel Let's fly the plane Where your dessert at? I complain sometimes (I don't) I don't train all the time (I don't) I spend more time in my automobile than I do with my mom I'm not sanctified I'm not Jesus Christ But if this wine was water, I'd feel fit to drive
I don't know How you're gonna trick and deceive me But you complete me I don't know How I'm goin' to show you my curses At my worstest I forget my love is human (my love) When I forget my love is human (my love)
