We sit in the car outside your house

I can feel the [bad word] 'round

I go to put my arm around you

And you give me a look like I'm way out of bounds

Well you let out one of your bored sighs

Well lately when I look into your eyes

I'm goin down

We get dressed up and we go out, baby, for the night

 [bad word] home early burning, burning in some fire fight

I'm sick and tired of you setting me up

Setting me up just to knock-a knock-a knock-a me down

I pull you close but when we kiss I can feel a doubt

I remember back when we started

My kisses used to turn you inside out

I used to drive you to work in the morning

Friday night I'd drive you all around

You used to love to drive me wild

But lately girl you get your kicks from just driving me down