that's a pretty big trunk

on my Lincoln town car ain't it

big enough to take these broken hearts

and put em in it.

now I'm driving round

on the boulevard, trunk bleeding

and every time the cops pull me over

they don't ever see them

they never see them



and I've got this black suit on

roaming around like I'm ready for a funeral

I got 5 more miles 'til the road runs out



{how can this feel so right... now}



I'm about to drive in the ocean

I'm about to swim from something

bigger than me

kick off my shoes

and swim good

and swim good

take off this suit

and swim good

and swim good

good



got some mediocre beats

on this 808 CD, yeah

memory seats I'm sitting on stay heated

and I would've put tints on the windows

but what's the difference?

I'm feeling like a ghost (no Swayze)

ever since I lost my baby

and now I got this black suit on

I'm rolling around like I'm ready for a funeral

I got one more mile 'til the road runs out



I'm about to drive in the ocean

I'm about to swim from something bigger than me

kick off my shoes

and swim good

and swim good

take off this suit

and swim good

and swim good



I'm going out

(oh my pretty love)

don't try stopping me

I'm going out

(throw me a line)

don't try to save me

(you broke my heart)

I got no flares

(you broke my heart)

I got no vest

(prove my love)

I got no fear

the waves are washing me out...



I'm about to drive in the ocean

I'm about to swim from something bigger than me

take off my shoes

and swim good

and swim good

take off this suit

and swim good

and swim good

good



{How can this feel so right?

In this moment, how can this feel so right?}