PASSENGER - Intellectual

[Verse 1]

I know these things aren't typical

I don't wanna come across difficult

I wish I could climb inside of your head

And make you a little less miserable

I'm losing your time to a metronome

I'm in the next room with a megaphone

I know you didn't hear a word that I said

I try, try, try

How do I drive from the passenger side?

I've been holding on tight to a telephone line

Living your dream, baby, what about mine?

Tell me I'm yours, wonder what it feels like

What it feels like

Let's run from it all for the hell of it

Oh, God, put me back in my element

We talk about things we don't wanna address

I guess I'll make room for the elephant

But I miss the way the night sounds back on the coast

Of dancing with the lights out, burning the toast

Yeah, I miss a lot of things, but I miss you the most

Yeah, I try, try, try

How do I drive from the passenger side? (Woop-woop)

I've been holding on tight to a telephone line (Woop-woop)

Living your dream, baby, what about mine? (Woop-woop)

Tell me I'm yours, wonder what it feels like

What it feels like

I put my heart out on a silver plate

I would die for you, by the way

Not that you would mind, but I try (Try)

I try (Try), I try (Try), I try

How do I drive from the passenger side? (Woop-woop)

I've been holding on tight to a telephone line (Woop-woop)

Living your dream, baby, what about mine?

Tell me I'm yours, wonder what it feels like

What it feels like (Woop-woop)

Living your dream, baby, what about mine?

Tell me I'm yours, wonder what it feels like