The Driver

Wanting to get away, spend some time at home With my dear parents, but all I can think about is someday they'll be gone Don't think they know just how bad it's become Oh lord have mercy I'm so full of fear it's tearing up my guts Oh good lord what have I become? I'm in love with thinking about all the ways that everything can go bad Lord knows I'd love to change but doesn't everything just seem so mad And I don't know how to not be sad