Lost Highway (feat. Erika Rein)

I hate those Flowers you hold in still life In your tattoos When your Forehead is so cold Your mind possessed by a muse They say The nails embody the spirit But I hide my stigmata And my tearful eyes pretend That someones gonna drive you home tonight Who’s gonna drive you home? Who’s gonna drive you home? Who’s gonna drive you home? Who’s gonna take you home tonight? At least now I can sleep through the night Cause I threw away the frames you left behind The rain is pouring down like these lines Who’s gonna drive you home tonight? Who’s gonna drive you home? Who’s gonna drive you home? Who’s gonna drive you home? Who’s gonna take you home tonight? I’m so tired of Pondering what we used to be I’m so tired of This fighting between you and me I’m so tired of Everything I’ve heard before I’m so tired of The empty space behind my door I’m so tired of Pondering what we used to be I’m so tired of This fighting between you and me I’m so tired of Everything I’ve heard before I’m so tired of That empty space behind my door They say the nails Embody the spirit And my tearful eyes Pretend, pretend, pretend That someones gonna drive you home tonight