We haven't talked in months Really it feels like months Can you leave the light on, So I know you're there I have a way with words, Or at least I think I do But I don't really say much when we drive Home Yes I can hardly walk, But what can I do about that now? I thought I had a good time, Before I lost my keys I know you've seen me worse, I know I drive you round the bend Until we drive, Home There you are in the driveway Calling all the shots There you are in the driveway Calling all the shots There you are in the driveway Calling all the shots And it means nothing to no one But me