Get me out of the car
Buckled in I can't do anything right
I swear that I might've died
Just staring at your dashboard lights
Get me out of my head
That's where all our fights begin
And where none of them end
Where none of them end

Get my glasses on
Before I drift in to the neighbors lawn
Or insist that I'm the only one who's wrong
And forget our side's the only side I'm on
I'm making a scene
But then I'm static on a TV screen
A tinder box of anxiety
Then drenched in gasoline

And I know it's hard to tell
Which part is really me and which part is total Hell.

With every word I feel the difference
Pull me deeper into your passenger seat
Oh I know I've done a shit job lately, face it
But all I need (All I need)
Is just to get this damn seatbelt off of me