Sitting in my car in the driveway Pulled in hours ago Thinking on where things went wrong And sister I don't know I don't know I'm sitting in my car in the driveway My hands at ten and two I'd like to go inside and lie down But mother, I can't move Although I never really like the things I know I should But just because it's loud doesn't make it good Now I start confessing when addressing a crowd If what you say is great you shouldn't have to say it so loud You could just calm down now No