Drivin'

What am I supposed to do?

Just drivin' around the fair grounds another time or two

Where am I gonna go

When the girl behind the counter at the coffee shop

Gets tired of me hanging 'round with nothin' left to say?

Tryin' to get away

I'm bored out of my mind

I've changed all the light bulbs

And had this conversation about three million times or more

I guess I'll walk around the grocery store

Again

Oh, this don't feel like livin'

It's just survivin'

I ain't going nowhere

I'm just drivin'

I know that you're upstairs

And I'm down here watching television

Tryin' to make some sense

Out the way it feels to be so close to you

And feel so far away

Oh, I wish you'd go to bed

Without the expectation

That I'll come up there and say something

To help you feel like things aren't such a mess

I'll just sweep the floor and clean the desk

Put up the dishes and then fold some clothes, I guess

Oh, this don't feel like livin'

It's just survivin'

I ain't going nowhere

Oh, I'm just drivin'