Drive Thru

Stay out til last call Throwing bottles at the wall Light a candle and pretend it feels like home Just like home Kiss me in the drive thru line Nothing's permanent but I'd Walk 500 miles or a thousand Static radio You're driving through the cold The weather changed its mind again But you don't Kiss me in the drive thru line Nothing's permanent but I'd Walk 500 miles or a thousand I wish someone knew what's right I would leave the bark and take the bite TV on to something I'm not into There's mold growing on the tree in the park You're sleeping in To sirens