On the way home
This car hears my confessions
I think tonight I'll take the long wayThis weather
The wind outside is biting
It has left me feeling tired and exposedYou've been asking me to bleed
It seems these kinds of questions
Come too easy to you nowYour lack of shame comes naturally
I should not be surprised
I should have seen it soonerYou expect me to apologize
For things that you've done wrong
While you're inciting othersYou're owning up to nothing
And I wish that I was gone
Cause you're not going anywhereThe damp air
Is fighting my defroster
My sighs, they ring victorious and fog this tinted glassIt's clouded
And so is my head
The hint of these new tears are sharp
I try to hold them backIt's useless
I'm useless against them
They are beating me with easeOn the way home
This car hears my confessions
I think tonight I'll take the long way
Songwriters
CARRABBA, CHRISTOPHER ANDREWPublished by
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