Road Rage

This four-wheel drive cut me off

I hit my horn loud and long

And swore at him with everything I'm not

A pedestrian saw me

In the rear vision mirror I saw what she saw

Bright red, I saw what she saw

I'd spent all day racing out of my way

Cutting corners, frown lines digging into my face

Can I be right and you be wrong?

I am spinning on

I had a dream that I fell off

I don't know when I'm gonna stop

Till all the lights fall off

What is going on?

I think I'll tell them it is all their fault

It's all their fault

My sister said, "Slow down

Why are you always so mad?"

I said, "Well, why don't you just shut up?"

She said, "You can scream

And bite and push the world off its axis

Tell them how they're wrong, put them in the back, but

When you cry, no one's going to stop"

I spent all night thinking of what to say

But that shut me up, I got nothing done

Oh, I hate being wrong

I am spinning on

I had a dream that I fell off

I don't know when I'm going to stop

Till all the lights fall off

What is going on?

I think I'll tell them it is all their fault

It's all their fault

White lines, I'm trying

To keep up with my expectations

I can't reach, sore feet

So I'll be Robin Hood of the concrete

Shiny car, you cut in, so I won't let you in

Then someone gave me the finger

I've got all day waiting

Thinking of the right thing to say

I am spinning on

I had a dream that I fell off

I don't know when I'm going to stop

Till all the lights fall off

What is going on?

I think I'll tell them it is all their fault

It is all their fault