truthiness.
high above me
blasting tal bachman on my radio.
the best thing about this new job is that
it comes with a company car.
the only problem:
people tend to think i’m a student driver.
i’m not sure why.
there are two brake pedals,
one for them and one for me.
i can only hope that for once in my life
i’ll actually teach someone how to drive,
rather than just going through the motions
and thinking about the $.
She calls to speak to me
I freeze immediately
Cause what she says sounds so unreal
Cause somehow I can’t believe
That anything should happen
I know where I belong
And nothin’s going to happen
hey-hey yeah yeah