Lyrics
A car of backseat drivers afraid to take the wheel, as the same old song comes on a stereo Fold, m taking this one serious
either one of us takes the wheel or all of us take the fall
Re hollywood stopping, the time has come to state our best defense
Sing it back, except your hands in mine, where do i fit in
Where do i fit in, sing it back, either one of us takes the wheel or all of us take the fall
m through with the words
A car of backseat drivers afraid to take the wheel, s all been done
It s serious, s a sad place but where do i fit in
Re hollywood stopping, s the sound of a hand across your face
M through with the words, m through with the words Fold, either one of us takes the wheel or all of us take the fall
as the same old song comes on a stereo
a car of backseat drivers afraid to take the wheel
The time has come to state our best defense, taking this one serious The, the time has come to state our best defense
S all been done, sing it back
M gonna start to live this out for you, s a sad place but where do i fit in
Taking this one serious, t believe in half hearted attempts
where do i fit in
as the same old song comes on a stereo
The time has come to state our best defense, a car of backseat drivers afraid to take the wheel Backseat, as the same old song comes on a stereo
s all or none
S a sad place but where do i fit in, s a sad place but where do i fit in, t feel a thing
s the sound of a hand across your face
t feel a thing
S the sound of a hand across your face, s a sad place but where do i fit in
Sing it back, either one of us takes the wheel or all of us take the fall The, except your hands in mine
taking this one serious
S all or none, t believe in half hearted attempts
Except your hands in mine, where do i fit in, s a sad place but where do i fit in
S a sad place but where do i fit in, a car of backseat drivers afraid to take the wheel
t feel a thing
Where do i fit in, the time has come to state our best defense, as the same old song comes on a stereo
Either one of us takes the wheel or all of us take the fall, s a sad place but where do i fit in
s a car of backseat drivers
t feel a thing
It s serious, s all or none
s the sound of a hand across your face
S a sad place but where do i fit in, except your hands in mine Fold, m taking this one serious
sing it back
s all or none
T feel a thing, m taking this one serious, t feel a thing
s the sound of a hand across your face
Where do i fit in, re hollywood stopping
M gonna start to live this out for you, t believe in half hearted attempts Backseat, except your hands in mine
M taking this one serious, re hollywood stopping
Taking this one serious, m through with the words
T feel a thing, s all or none
T believe in half hearted attempts, s the sound of a hand across your face The, s a car of backseat drivers
Either one of us takes the wheel or all of us take the fall, either one of us takes the wheel or all of us take the fall
s a car of backseat drivers
S a sad place but where do i fit in, s all been done
S the sound of a hand across your face, s the sound of a hand across your face
S a car of backseat drivers, s the sound of a hand across your face
M gonna start to live this out for you, where do i fit in
Sing it back, m taking this one serious, t feel a thing
Re hollywood stopping, m through with the words, s a sad place but where do i fit in