I'm asleep at the wheel and there's a curve in the highway

Yet we tear through the night like a Fiat in my way

How much further is it?

Aching so exquisite

I hope we can stop in time

Now you don't want to dance

So look around through you

Oh-oh-oh-oh

And the clothes that you wear

With no way to spare

Now the sky is on fire and the desert is freezing

Wonder how I'm alive when I'm not even breathing

How much further is it?

Aching so exquisite

I hope we can stop in time

Now you don't want to dance

So look around through you

Oh-oh-oh-oh

And the clothes that you wear

With no way to spare

Oh-oh-oh-oh

But the people you know

They say what they want to

Oh-oh-oh-oh

'Cause the truth of it is

We don't really care