On The Way Home,
This Car Hears My Confessions.
I Think Tonight I'll Take The Long Way.
This Weather.
The Wind Outside Is Biting.
It Has Left Me Feeling Tired & Exposed.
You've Been Asking Me To Bleed.
It Seems These Kinds Of Questions
Come Too Easy To You Now.
Your Lack Of Shame Comes Naturally.
I Should Not Be Suprised.
I Should Have Seen It Sooner.

You Expect Me To Apologize
For Things That You've Done Wrong.
While You're Inciting Others.
You're Owning Up To Nothing
And I Wish That I Was Gone,
Because You're Not Going Anywhere.

This Damp Air
Is Fighting My Defroster.
My Sighs They Ring Victorious
& Fog This Tinted Glass.
It's Clouded
& So Is My Head.
The Hint Of These New Tears Are Sharp.
I Try To Hold Them Back.
It's Useless.
I Am Useless Against Them.
They Are Beating Me With Ease.

On The Way Home
This Car Hears My Confessions.
I Think Tonight I'll Take The Long Way.