Boobytrapped

Sometimes I drive at night

Sit in the empty parking lots of strip malls

Sometimes I feel quiet

Like a lake must after the summer's gone

Close my eyes

The wind comes up

Stood in a field

You silhouetted against the sun

Like you've been waiting

And it's been years

And I ain't boobytrapped no more

And I ain't boobytrapped no more

Sometimes I drive at night

Sit in the empty parking lots of stadiums

Sometimes I feel tired

Like an H Bomb must feel its uranium

Close my eyes

The wind comes up

Down in a valley

An old stone house

Where you've been waiting

All these years

And I ain't boobytrapped no more

And I ain't boobytrapped no more