Drive Thru

Stay out til last call
Throwing bottles at the wall
Light a candle and pretend it feels like home
Just like home

Kiss me in the drive thru line
Nothing's permanent but I'd
Walk 500 miles or a thousand

Static radio
You're driving through the cold
The weather changed its mind again
But you don't

Kiss me in the drive thru line
Nothing's permanent but I'd
Walk 500 miles or a thousand

I wish someone knew what's right
I would leave the bark and take the bite
TV on to something I'm not into

There's mold growing on the tree in the park
You're sleeping in
To sirens