Jack Gaby - Driveway Lyrics

I think it's a sign
Dead in the eyes
Alive on the inside
Shaking
Rolling your papers
I'm wasting your time
Or you're wasting mine

Watch you shake off
Another bong cough
So cute in your Doc's
With pulled-up-high socks
But you're too young
I won't be your trial
You're still not sure
So you're dropping the vial

These days
I'm ok
But you weigh on my torn restless mind
A glass ashtray
Couch in the driveway
I'm filling in time
Your filling with wine

Pavement
Lights are fluorescent
Waves in the night
Hot breath on my...
Morning sudden as toothache
Where do you go
When you don't show

These days
I'm ok
But you weigh on my
Torn restless mind
A glass ashtray
Couch in the driveway
I'm filling in time
Your filling with wine

'Cause I'm feeling uncertain
You're a real person
Don't ask me why
I'm shy
Fine on the surface
But under real nervous
Awaiting reply

I still
Regret holding on to it
Oh I still
Regret holding on

The glass ashtray
Is still in the driveway
And your cigarette pile
Is still over-flowing
These days
I'm ok
And you drink at my
Work all the time