In the backseat of my heart
There's someone sayin' I'm a mess
I couldn't get the car to start
My keys are somewhere in the mess
I fell asleep outside the door
And found a letter in the morning
I couldn't make it out although
I recognized my own handwriting
I hate to say it but, baby
Sitting here in silence while you lie beside me
And wait for the song to end
But if we learn how to live like this
Baby, we can learn how to start again
I'll make that song sound right
I'll play it again and again and again
I'm only trying to get home
Drunk drivers, drunk drivers
I don’t mean to rationalize
Or try and explain it away, it’s not okay
Drunk drivers, drunk drivers
It doesn't have to be like this
It doesn't have to be like this
It doesn't have to be like this
Killer whales, killer whales
It doesn't have to be like this
It doesn't have to be like this
It doesn't have to be like this
Killer whales, killer whales
And if you can't find your friends,
you can leave without 'em
And if you run out of drugs,
you can sleep without 'em (I know you can)
And if you want to go home,
And if you don’t want to talk,
you can sit in the backseat
