Freakin' Out On the Interstate - Briston Maroney

I’m freakin' out on the interstate

Rolling down the windows, baby, I can’t hear a thing you say

I’m walking back to my favorite place

And I can feel them staring at me

Baby, do you think I’m doing something wrong?

And you got a lot on your mind

And your heart, it looks just like mine

There’s no use in wasting your time, anymore

I’m sorry I haven’t been myself

And something’s got me down

What it is, I cannot tell

I won’t be satisfied with anything I’ve earned

Fear is just a part of love

And one thing I found

Is love is what you deserve

Driving home and call my father on the telephone

I hope you know I missed you, man

Let’s put it all behind us if we can

Never feeling like I’m all the way home (all the way home)

Stones inside my raincoat pocket I gotta keep

Oh, won’t you hold them for me?

And you got a lot on your mind

And your heart, it looks just like mine

There’s no use in wasting your time, anymore

I’m sorry I haven’t been myself

And something’s got me down

What it is, I cannot tell

I won’t be satisfied with anything I’ve earned

Fear is just a part of love

And one thing I found

Is love is what you deserve

I’m sorry I haven’t been myself

And something’s got me down

What it is, I cannot tell

I won’t be terrified with anything I’ve earned

Fear is just a part of love

And one thing I found

Is love is what you deserve