Just this once (believe me)
You hate how I'm always right.
You never listen to me.
Over and over and over again
I'm driving you home tonight
and you can't blame
the distance, persistence, or time
and though I'm far from perfect
I know that I always tried,
I always tried.
I try to be honest, I try to be sincere.
I tried so hard not to dwell.
but it never seems I do any of these too well
and all I've ever asked of you is one chance.
to let you down
Just this once (believe me)
You hate how I'm always right.
You never listen to me.
Over and over and over again
I'm driving you home tonight
and I need to know: what's in your head.
With one hand on the wheel, the other hand in yours.
This moment is far from perfect and I've got the drive
but I wont try anymore.