D.U.I.

Collision course at eighty-five

Try to steer into the slide

Your tires all worn out, you knew inside

But you and him just wanna drive

With tired parts and weary minds

Your broken hearts

Will leave you paralyzed

And I know how it must have felt

Like breaking lose and raising hell

Only to end up back in this cruel cell

And here you stand, a silhouette

Never to see yourself again

And call in me, in me, a friend

And I agree, but you say

Please don't slow me down

If I'm getting too high

'Cause I don't give a damn

'Bout the DUI

And I can see your weary eyes

Just drunk enough to let 'em cry

But this ship has sailed, I'll tell you why

You're gunning for the DUI