I feel what's best for everyone
Is to forget about me when I'm gone
Because it hurts to be missed
And no one is deserving this
With my back to a hardwood floor
I understand that I'm not a provider, but a center divider
I got lanes to explain the different ways I behave
A life that's a detour to where I am not sure
If the sun is in my eyes I think I’m doing the right thing
I rely on exit signs
And destination times
And this drive that knows me better than I think I know myself
With that being said
I won't play pretend
That I'm not growing up
That I'm not giving in
Late nights and all night drives
Are the reason why I’m alive
And I'm not going anywhere
