My nerves are buzzing and working   Eyes are flashing and jerking   My feelings on the windshield   Night air as cold as chain mail   Takes me back to the first day   The little girl in you spoke to me   You know, it spoke right to me      Sweet cream dream girl   Too much, it's just like candy   I won't forget it quickly   Blind ride on highway 80      And I think it's time, yeah you learn how to drive   You just say hi to the big time   Bright lemon lime memories that rhyme   White lace, bracelet charms and silent alarms      You and I work in factories   We run the big machinery   The will to try leaves slowly   The murder goes on daily      Don't give me phobias walking the cable   We'll go when we're willing and stop when we're able   I wish these cards on no one's table      And when love is crowded out I'm a friend of the family   At the funeral of our love just a friend of the family      Ah, Miss Critical, might find you're minus one now   If there's someone you love now, tell them you love them right now   Have we been cheated of three of our seasons?   How could we break off for such practical reasons?      Sleep young bride to be no more   Whatever we do now has been done before   I'm going to drive out to the end of the dirt road   To a place where nothing living goes   I'm going to run on foot till I can't feel the cold   And find a sunrise so beautiful it would capture your soul   And shoot it full of holes      Well we could hate ourselves   Just like the friends of the family do   We could quit our jobs   Just like the friends of the family do   We could change our minds   Just like the friends of the family do   Step right over the line   Just like the friends of the family do