Seatbelt

Get me out of the car Buckled in I can't do anything right I swear that I might've died Just staring at your dashboard lights Get me out of my head That's where all our fights begin And where none of them end Where none of them end Get my glasses on Before I drift in to the neighbors lawn Or insist that I'm the only one who's wrong And forget our side's the only side I'm on I'm making a scene But then I'm static on a TV screen A tinder box of anxiety Then drenched in gasoline And I know it's hard to tell Which part is really me and which part is total Hell. With every word I feel the difference Pull me deeper into your passenger seat Oh I know I've done a shit job lately, face it But all I need (All I need) Is just to get this damn seatbelt off of me