Backseat Speaker Lyrics

Frantically scraping at the surface

Trying to find what's beneath

Will it ever be enough for me

Try to peer beyond your view

And tell me what it is you see

I'll spend my live

Inside my mind

Dwelling in contrived bullshit fantasy

I think it's time to let go

And let the story be what it needs to be

Whatever we find is alright with me

I don't mind taking the backseat

The only thing I need is what's in front of me

I'll stay in my seat and watch the leaves float on the breeze

Hold on to me for just a little bit more

Hold on to me for

Just a little bit more

Hold on to me for

Just a little bit more

Hold on to me and

You will always be my whore

I am trying to let go of you

Hold on to me for just a little bit more

I am trying to let go of you

Hold on to me and you will always be my

And I think it's time I let go of you

But it's not fuck you

It's goodbye

Whatever we might find

Is alright with me

I don't mind taking the backseat

My head pressed to glass

Making stories out of trees

I'll stay in my seat and watch the leaves float on the breeze