Drive & Cry Songtext
von Emily Nenni

Think I′m gonna drive and cry
I'm overdue for a tire rotation
And bloodshot eyes

Don′t you worry 'bout me
I'm gonna have a bawl
That′s my kind of high
I think I′m gonna drive and cry

I gotta weep softly so I can still see
And trace the white lines, keep the road under me
If the floodgates burst open I'll pull up to a spot
A romantic overlook, sit with the lovers and sob

I think I′m gonna drive and cry
I'm overdue for a tire rotation
And bloodshot eyes


Don′t you worry 'bout me
I′m gonna have a bawl
That's my kind of high
I think I'm gonna drive and cry

Windows rolled down, lonesome tunes turned up
I play it so loud so no one can disrupt
If I hit a stoplight, sunglasses are on
I buy em real big, no telling what′s goin′ on

Once the weeping well has run dry
I'll head home in silence with my swollen eyes
Spend who knows how long in my driveway
With the rest of my thoughts until my next cryin′ day

I think I'm gonna drive and cry
I′m overdue for a tire rotation
And bloodshot eyes

Don't you worry ′bout me
I'm gonna have a bawl
That's my kind of high
I think I′m gonna drive and cry

That′s my kind of high
I think I'm gonna drive and cry