A backseat driver, is that all I'll ever be? Or can I just stand around and wait until the wheel gets shoved at me? I keep thinking about what goes through her head Does she hear how I go on and on and wonder what I just said? And if she does, does she really want to know? 'cause the barrier of communication keeps wanting to grow That gap between us just keeps wanting to grow I'd better say it now, or she'll never know I'll just shut my big mouth, because there are no right words There are no right words I can't try to untie my tongue, because these words won't ever come Those words those right words won't ever show up Am I insane or just a bit far gone? Or is the magnet pulling me to her just too f**ing strong? I keep wishing and wishing more and more I keep wishing I kept wishing I just wished myself right out the door