Tell 'em I'm driving.
It's alright.
Turn on this wheel.
Turn on headlights.
A hundred different bibles by my side.
In my white gown,
I go flying down.

All my life, it cannot be.
The things he said, it cannot be.
All my life, it cannot be.
He said "No, it cannot be."

The ghosts fly their asses off tonight.
'Cuz I'm just driving 'til it dies.
Tell 'em I'm driving.
It's alright.
You tell 'em that I had a skin ful.
You tell 'em that I couldn't sit still.
Imagine your whole self is filled with light.
I got your voice ringing.
I got through the whole fucking town.
I got your voice ringing.
I got through the whole fucking town.

Oh my eyes, It cannot be.
The things you said it cannot be.
All my life, it cannot be.
He said "No, it cannot be!"

Why don't you tell 'em I'm driving?
Why don't you tell 'em I'm driving.
Why don't you tell 'em I'm driving.