"Backseat" lyrics
Funambulist (Kevin Devine & Caroline Glaser) Lyrics
"Backseat"
Saint Mary campus by the Halloween store
You're laughing all the way to the hospital
Running every light
Every four way stop
And you said it was an act of god
You said that everything was
Blame it on a curse in the family
Generational autonomy
Isn't everything a miracle
Why am I sad again today
If life is an up and downhill
We're all riding to our funerals
Then I am in the backseat
Crying at the roadkill
Maybe when I'm 30
I could be somebody else
Or at least know myself by then
I'm pointing out our faults with my fingertips
Different dreams and views and politics
Everything and nothing wrong
Isn't it ironic
If life is an up and downhill
We're all riding to our funerals
Then I am in the backseat
Crying at the roadkill
Maybe when I'm 30
I could be somebody else
Or at least know myself
We're fighting in your car in a parking lot
You said you'd give it all you got
I gave it all, I gave it all, I gave it all I got
Faking our way through the holiday
Running out of room and things to say
We gave it all, we gave it all, we gave it all away
But maybe when I'm 30
I could be somebody else
Or at least know myself
Life is an up and downhill
We're all riding to our funerals
And I am in the backseat
Crying at the roadkill
Maybe when I'm 30
I could be somebody else
Or at least know myself by then
Can you imagine it
Can you imagine it
Can you imagine it
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