Lay your head in my lap Let the sound of my laugh comfort you now here in the cold Your face gets wet as the drink slips from my hand The faster i drive the harder i cry don't worry i'll get us there And i look down at you You look up at me We're a real fucked up family We make it home this place is a mess The smell of cologne mixed with all that we own Not much i must confess I hold your hand as you slip from me As i watch your breath i say to myself one day this will all end And i look at you You look at me We're a real fucked up family All night i feel it inside But i know you're right as i begin to pack Without raising your eyes i hear you sigh oh you'll be back Because i look to you and you look to me We're a real fucked up family