In your car, I'm riding with you.
And I'm waiting for you to notice the rain.
You'd think that something would happen,
Something to lighten this burden, this pain.
If wanting you is what I need to do,
To make it through, I'll need you.
If giving up on someone else,
Means getting you, I've left him.
We're stopping the car, throwing open the doors.
Your Plastic Jesus falls off the dashboard.
I'm wanting you, as you're taking a step,
To your front door, I can't forget,
The look on your face, I can't replace,
I think I'm fine when I say,
I want you, it's what I need to do,
To make it through. I need you.
Your car, it benefits, my hunger,
My needing for your lips.
If it helps, I'll call you when I get home.
Just drive me home.
I promised I left him, I promise he's gone.
I promised I want you, I'm still hanging on.
