Damned if you do
Damned if you don't
I swear it seems of late boy
I've even curved this body to fit your bow
Still the rain can't
confuse the thoughts that come, come in rhythm
Cause it never was the cars and guitars that came between us
Still a thought says what if I keep on driving
Keep on driving
"Yeah that whip has
skirt"
You said it proud
Sometimes I'd watch her idle while you'd tune her up
Me with silencer on
You and your crocodile clip
Me and my alligator pears yeah
All tricked out for the trip that slid into a spin
You say that "I miss
you"
You stop at my drive-thru
You know who you'll order some, some boy
Cause it never was
the cars and guitars that came between us
Still a thought says what if I keep on driving
Keep on driving
