Drive کے بول

It was always you in the dress, in blistering cold Seeing if you'd go home Why you can't go home Couldn't ever tell if it was your breath from the cold or the cigarette But you can't go home Why can't you go home You used to call me late to pick you up You're never okay, you're never fine You used to call me late to pick you up And I would always call you mine We fell in love, fell in love with the innocence We were too young, too young, not aware of it You used to call me late to pick you up And never tell me why And all we'd do is drive I'm still a beast of burden You're still a dream to me Yet I'm so uncertain I won't ever come to terms with everything Does it run through your head? Does it keep you awake? I got this batch of jokes and phrases And it's more than I can take You used to call me late to pick you up You're never okay, you're never fine You used to call me late to pick you up And I would always call you mine We fell in love, fell in love with the innocence We were too young, too young, not aware of it You used to call me late to pick you up And never tell me why You've got someone new who loves you A house and a bunch of kids I never took the same route And it's all I think about You've got someone new who loves you A house and a bunch of kids I never took the same route And it's all I think about You used to call me late to pick you up You're never okay, you're never fine You used to call me late to pick you up And I would always call you mine We fell in love, fell in love with the innocence We were too young, too young, not aware of it You used to call me late to pick you up And never tell me why And all we'd do is drive