Motorway

Oh this motorway weaves itself under me

the city's harder to leave now that we've grown close

the sky that once was so endless sits closer than ever

thought it'd swallow me up instead its holding me close

I made a compromise for a quieter life, for a happier mind

instead I'm just feeling old

How this motorway weaves itself under me

when all the gaps in the trees

engrave themselves to me

can you please drive me

Home, home, home, home

I'm just stuck in my body at somebody's party

I'm looking around for someone who I know

I know that you're sorry, just say that you're sorry

admit that it hurt me then we can go home

Home, home, home, home

How this motorway weaves itself under me

it's getting harder to breathe now that we've grown close

I know that you're sorry, just say that you're sorry

it's starting hurt me and we need to go home

Home, home, home, home

the city's gone to sleep, you won't talk to me

everything I've ever known always with his back to me

everything we wanted, everything we worked for

scattered on the highway, throw it out the car door

try to prove I'm honest, something good to offer

but your mum thinks I'm nothing, low life and a problem

lock me into me into your life, shut me out of your heart

trap me in future I was never built for

Oh this motorway weaves itself under me

I'm getting ready to leave, I think I'm ready to go

the sky that once was so endless sits closer than ever

you're starting to draw in, I'm starting to close

how this motorway weaves itself under me

know all the gaps in the trees

engrave themselves to me

can you please drive me