On the way home,
this car hears my confessions.
I think tonight I´ll take the long way.
In this weather.
The wind outside is biting.
It´s left me feeling tired and exposed.
You´ve been asking me to bleed.
It seems these kinds of questions
They come too easy to you now.
Your lack of shame comes naturally.
I should not be suprised.
I should have seen it sooner.

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,
´cause you´re not going anywhere.

And this damp air
it´s fighting my defroster.
My sighs they ring victorious
And fog this tinted glass.
And It´s clouded
And so is my head.
The hint of these new tears are sharp.
I try to hold them back.
But it´s useless.
I´m useless against them.
The´re beating me with ease.

On the way home
this car hears my confessions.
I think tonight I´ll take the long way.

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,
´cause you´re not going anywhere.

On the way home,
this car hears my confessions.
I think tonight I´ll take the long way.