Drag Down

It’s what they call switching lanes

In the left hand driving in the right hand driving

And it all seems the same

I can’t get enough and you can’t set it up

A big omission and a thin disguise

And I was hoping for a nice surprise

Down on my knees

I was saying it and you wouldn’t listen

And it all can’t go on

I was getting higher; I was trying hard

Oh, drag me down

I need it

Oh, drag it down

Those suspicions are a waste of time

And I was hoping for a nice surprise

Feed our trouble well

Learn to feel, I can learn to feel, I can hate it

Oh, drag me down

Those suspicions are a waste of time

And I was hoping for a nice surprise