"Dark Driving" lyrics
I know you came in the room
Because everything is out of tune
Dressed in a red devil's suit
You're in some manic pursuit
To try and capture me fast
You want to think of me as
Some kind of killer at large
But I'm only a mirage
The reality check is in the mail
The reality check is in the mail
I could have sworn that I paid you off
I could have sworn that we made amends all squared away
But all I see are knives screaming out of your mouth
I could have sworn that I paid you off
I could have sworn that we made amends all squared away, all squared away
I know you came in the room
Because everything is out of tune
Dressed in a red devil's suit
You're in some manic pursuit
To try and capture me fast
You want to think of me as
Some kind of killer at large
But I'm only a mirage
The reality check is in the mail
The reality check is in the mail
I could have sworn that I paid you off
I could have sworn that we made amends all squared away
But all I see are knives screaming out of your mouth
I could have sworn that we made amends
But all I see are knives screaming out of your mouth
Because everything is out of tune
Dressed in a red devil's suit
You're in some manic pursuit
To try and capture me fast
You want to think of me as
Some kind of killer at large
But I'm only a mirage
The reality check is in the mail
The reality check is in the mail
I could have sworn that I paid you off
I could have sworn that we made amends all squared away
But all I see are knives screaming out of your mouth
I could have sworn that I paid you off
I could have sworn that we made amends all squared away, all squared away
I know you came in the room
Because everything is out of tune
Dressed in a red devil's suit
You're in some manic pursuit
To try and capture me fast
You want to think of me as
Some kind of killer at large
But I'm only a mirage
The reality check is in the mail
The reality check is in the mail
I could have sworn that I paid you off
I could have sworn that we made amends all squared away
But all I see are knives screaming out of your mouth
I could have sworn that we made amends
But all I see are knives screaming out of your mouth
Writer(s): Stephen Brodsky, Adam Marc McGrath, Caleb Mark Scofield, John Robert Conners
