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A thousand break lights on my window Dennis Brown playing on my stereo Wait all this time riding up on the kings highway So I see you set up the roadblock With an empty quart, I drove right through the stop Don't ask me where I've acquired my brand new car I've been holding tears, it's taken me a couple of gears I noticed that the lights have changed The freaks are somehow normal and accepted deranged So why must I be confused, I can't be around your abuse Let me tell you Your mixed up moods and attitudes won't work I'm done with this type of love we do, do you hear me? All you do is confuse and hurt So I pass your house for one last time and drive, yeah Worry, thinking, speeding, complaining All these signs that I've blown through Around the corner at a quarter to three Accelerate as I start to leave from you As I leave from you Let me tell you Your mixed up moods and attitudes won't work I'm done with this type of love we do, do you hear me? All you do is confuse and hurt So I pass your house for one last time and drive, yeah Drive away from you Drive away from you Drive away from you Drive away from, from you Drive away, drive away from you, you For one last time and drive One last time and drive Drive away from you Your mixed up moods and attitudes won't work I'm done with this type of love we do, do you hear me? All you do is confuse and hurt So I pass your house for one last time and drive, hey Drive away from you Then I drive, drive away from you From you |
