Testo Road Rage

This four-wheel drive cut me off
I hit my horn loud and long and swore at him
With everything I’m not
A pedestrian saw me
In the rear vision mirror
I saw what she saw
Bright red
I saw what she saw
I’d spent all day racing out of my way
Cutting corners, frown lines digging into my face
Can I be right and you be wrong?

I am spinning on
I had a dream that I fell off
I don't know when I’m going to stop
‘Till all the lights fall off
What is going on?
I think I’ll tell them it is all their fault
It is all their fault

My sister said “slow down
Why are you always so mad?” I said well “why don’t you just shut up?”
She said “you can scream
And bite and push the world off its axis
Tell them how they’re wrong
Put them in the back, but
When you cry no one’s going to stop”

I spent all night thinking of what to say
But that shut me up, I got nothing done
Oh, I hate being wrong

I am spinning on
I had a dream that I fell off
I don't know when I’m going to stop
‘Till all the lights fall off
What is going on?
I think I’ll tell them it is all their fault
It is all their fault

White lines, I’m trying
To keep up with my expectations
I can’t reach, sore feet
So I’ll be Robin Hood of the concrete
Shiny car, you cut in
So I won’t let you in
Then someone gave me the finger
I’ve got all day
Waiting
Thinking of the right thing to say

I am spinning on
I had a dream that I fell off
I don't know when I’m going to stop
‘Till all the lights fall off
What is going on?
I think I’ll tell them it is all their fault
It is all their fault