You turn your head
I turn the key
The engine's far too loud to hear what you are saying to me
You cheer me up
You make a joke
I open up a brand new pack
Please could you show me how to smoke ?
You check your hair
I check the mirror
The dashboard is full of stickers with slogans i don't understand
Attempts to hide my shaking hand
There is this fast-food restaurant that I could highliy recommend
There's a call coming in
Telling hard times to begin
There is melting snow on the hood
And the ice is gettin thin
I take a coke
You take the blame
We throw good money after bad
And all my orders sound the same
You turn your head
I turn the key
The engine's still too loud to hear what you are saying to me
There's a call coming in
Telling hard times to begin
There is melting snow on the hood
And the ice is gettin thin
And your breath turns to snow
Turns to gold
Turns to something that is cold ...