Seven Hours With a Backseat Driver - Gotye

I'm a backseat driver in my own town I only got one road that I might go down I'm a passive traveler, ride around Because the clock keeps ticking and I don't count for nothing I can't get a grip on my intuition Hope it don't lead me nowhere I recognize from the pictures Making my own decisions like running with safety scissors And you can loan me the wisdom but I ain't paying the interest What's the deal lately? Looking on the surface must be real crazy But I got no compass in these words and I got to feel lazy So I keep on coasting how I roam like it gon' slow the pain But if I ain't careful, then we'll all run out of novocaine I'm a backseat driver in my own town I only got one road that I might go down I'm a passive traveler, ride around Because the clock keeps ticking and I don't count for nothing I'm a backseat driver Even with my foot up on the gas, I can press rewind Take it back, freeze time Let it dangle like a trapeze line Did I really throw up that peace sign? 3:30 And burning the street signs I'm hurtling west but you know I started on the east side My queen driving me and making a beeline I can see why nobody giving me free rides anymore And I ain't one to hide it But deep down I'm checking out on autopilot I don't navigate, no six ways to Saturday I'm gonna do it for the aftertaste Imagine wasting so much time flying past the places You could die when the path to sainthood's loaded Thinking I don't even have the patience for the journey Cause I ain't the destination I'm a backseat driver in my own town I only got one road that I might go down I'm a passive traveler, ride around Because the clock keeps ticking and I don't count for nothing I ain't counting for nothing I don't think I can see what's around the bend I ain't counting for nothing Nothing baby Nothing baby Oh no Break it down now

She wore a dress with cherries on it Goin' somewhere where she'd be wanted A town this small, all they do is talk No wedding ring, chipped fingernail polish She always wished that she could go to college But some dreams fade, they just slip away She started to show A few months ago and she had to go That's how she wound up On the backseat of a Greyhound bus Head on down with the windows up Starin' at the rest of her life She never thought this would be the place Where she would find her saving grace But she fell in love, she fell in love On the backseat of a Greyhound bus Hell yeah, yeah The moon was full, stars were smilin' God has a funny sense of timin' The baby came on the interstate Somewhere between Jackson and Memphis She finally found what she had been missin' She cried and laughed while the red lights flashed Sweet baby girl She looked into the face of a new The face of a brand new world On the backseat of a Greyhound bus Heart so full that it could bust Starin' at the rest of her life She never thought this would be the place Where she would find her saving grace But she fell in love, she fell in love On the backseat of a Greyhound bus Sweet baby girl She found a brand new world On the backseat of a Greyhound bus Heart so full that it could bust Starin' at the rest of her life She never thought this would be the place Where she would find her saving grace But she fell in love, she fell in love On the backseat of a Greyhound bus She wore a dress with cherries on it Goin' somewhere where she'd be wanted Hey yeah Oh yeah Oh, oh yeah