Hey Driver

Hey driver don’t take me too far down this road
I hate prying and I’ve given you more than I owed
I’ve given you more
I’m here, the scene of your crime
Just raise your glass and have a good time
The fear is rising so high
We’re having fun, not having fun
Hey driver don’t take me too far down this road
The paint’s drying and the painter ran dry long ago
The painter’s run dry
You said «you love, you breathe, you die»
Well you’ve got your fears and I’ve got mine
But no, I ain’t ever running dry