Used to smoke outside on the porch while you slept
And hide my sweatshirt in the car
Talking until the blister on my tongue burst
At a loss for how to entertain you
My lies were ancient
And my lips were naïve or closed more often than not

Breathe a little deeper with each mile you drive
Talk a little sweeter once you've half arrived
Knowing that you needed to be somewhere else for a little while

Home before the sunrise
Having beat the light
Guess I forgot what sleeping in the dark feels like
Stuck inside a mind that locks from the outside
Left doing nothing but clawing on the door
Most of the time

You seemed tired of me
While it turns out
You were only tired
So why would I sit here and feel sorry
While my cheek is bruised and my tongue is quiet

Breathe a little deeper with each mile you drive
Talk a little sweeter once you've half arrived
Knowing that you needed to be somewhere else for a little while