Tell him I'm driving, it's alright
   Turn on this wheel
   Turn on headlights
   A hundred different bibles by my side
   In my white gown
   I go flying down
   Oh my eyes, it cannot be,; He said no, it cannot be
   All that time, it cannot be,; Easy said, it cannot be
   The ghosts fly their asses off tonight
   I'm just driving till it dies
   Tell him I'm driving, it's alright
   You tell him that I had a skin full
   You tell him that I couldn't sit still
   Imagine your whole self is filled with light
   Your voice ringing out
   Through the whole fucking town
   Oh my eyes, it cannot be ; He said no, it cannot be
   All that time, it cannot be ; Oh my eyes, it cannot be
   You tell him I'm driving (X4)