Cars - Lower Definition

Pull me from the wreck

My mangled vessel

Sits beneath this rooted passing

If money wasn’t so expensive

Maybe life wouldn’t cost less

We can see everything you are on the inside

And we apologize, next time

Life don’t play your number

Remember your friends

We want…

An easy out

Get in the car

And fix the mirror

If leather didn’t feel so good

Maybe life wouldn’t be so bad

Swerving down the road towards my destiny

Into the tree that catches me

Oh, the way we are

We complain with pleasure

As everybody waits for life to call their filthy number

Roll up the windows

And close your eyes

Stop with the going up

Go down

Next time life don’t play your number

Remember your friends

Pull me from the wreck

My mangled vessel

Sits beneath this rooted passing

If money wasn’t so expensive

Maybe life wouldn’t cost less

We can see everything you are

Oh, the way we are

We complain with pleasure

As everybody waits for life to call their filthy number

Oh, the way we are

As everybody waits

As everybody waits…

If leather didn’t feel so good

Maybe life wouldn’t be so bad

We can see everything you are on the inside

You can go ahead and leave us

Just give us the keys

Just give us the keys

Give us the keys