The Last Drive

I opened the car door 
And climbed inside 
Trembling hands 
Clutching broken pride 

Stare through misted glass 
As my thoughts rewind 
I was counting every breath 
I was counting on the end 

I just wanted a way out 

As I pull out the street 
It’s now totally out of reach 
And I keep repeating ‘I don’t care’ 

But this is what it’s like 
When losing everything 
Is everything that you wanted 

I should have cut out my tongue 
And filled that room with silence 
That silence 
Would never have brought me here 

But sitting in this front seat 
As the mist begins to clear 
I’ve never seen the rain 
Look so beautiful 

So now it’s like our hands never touched 
It’s like we never said goodbye 
I couldn’t have given it all away 
Because it was never really mine 

I’ll always cherish this Friday night 
Holding my pride so tight