Tell him I'm driving, it's alright   Turnin' on this wheel   Turnin' 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"   (It cannot be)   All that time it cannot be   (That time, it cannot be)   Easy said, it cannot be   (No, it cannot be)      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   (Oh)   You tell him I'm driving   (Oh)   You tell him I'm driving   (Oh)   You tell him I'm driving   (Oh)