Driving With The Breaks On

Driving through the long night
Tryna figure who's right and who's wrong
Now the kid has gone
I sit belted up tight
He sucks on a match light glowing bright
Steering love

And I might be more woman
If I stopped this in its track and said, come on
Let's go home
But he's got the wheel
And I've got nothing, except what I have on

When you're driving with your brakes on
When you're swimming with your boots on
It's hard to say you love someone
And it's hard to say you don't

Tryna keep the mood right
Tryna steer the conversation from
The thing we've done
He shuts up the ashtray
And I say, it's a long back now, hon
He just yawns

We might get lost some place
So desolate that no one where we're from
Would ever come
But he's got the wheel
And I've got to deal
From now on

When you're driving with your brakes on
When you're swimming with your boots on
It's hard to say you love someone
And it's hard to say you don't

But unless the moon falls tonight
Unless continents collide
Nothing's gonna make me
Break from his side

When you're driving with your brakes on
When you're swimming with your boots on
It's hard to say you love someone
And it's hard to say you don't

It's hard to say you love someone
And it's hard to say don't