Texty: Gin Blossoms. Congratulations I'm Sorry. My Car.

Streetlights on, the night air's cool
I'm driving right past my old school
I'm looking for my pack of cigarettes
I'm thinking back on things I've done
I can't forget the stupid ones

It seems I do my best by accident
What's that sound? What's that song?
What's this street I'm driving on
In my car, in my car?

I miss her feel, her touch, her taste
I feel the distance everyplace
This distance can't be taken casually
I take my time, just drive around
Feeling lost in my hometown

Every turn I take is comforting
What's that sound? What's that song?
What's this street I'm driving on
In my car, in my car?

I'll take a break from all their big plans
My first mistake was listening to them
I made a mess it's all been proven
Over and over again
Over and over again

Streetlights on, the night air's cool
I'm driving right past my old school
Looking for some face I can't forget
I take my time, just drive around
Feeling lost in my hometown

Every turn I take's an accident
What's that sound? What's that song?