Cab Ride Lyrics & Chords By One Day

I'm staring at her number, and looking for distractions
Time to step out, try to put this plan into action, now
The homie just gave me a discount on my confidence
Normally thirty, now twenty five
With eyes wide, avoid the sombre shit
Right now we tryna feel alive
But then the comedown got me blasting Debussy
Claire De Lune
And i'm thinking bout the girl who pushed me to steer the tunes her way
'Go DJ' I think I remember her say
But maybe she could see me checking out her friend, saying she isn't down, no three way but shit's too loud
Can't hear anything that she say
I was willing to made a bet
So I'm asking her outside and if I can have a cigarette and then
I'll tell you a little too much about myself
You'll tell me I'm not so young and I should probably watch my health
And I'll say that I'd much prefer to watch you, watch you dance
You'll laugh as you walk away and then let go of my hand
At least I took a chance
I could wait forever and a cab ride
To figure out why you're on my mind
But you'll tell me its a bad time
I should come back when I'm not so high
And we're soaking
Raining, making love with the windows open
Searching for the magic
But the hocus pocus feels like hopeless poking
Still joking, see the acid make us giggle as the pills got us floating
But the weed and the lies and are always on my mind got me feeling like I'm choking
Say you're wanting me
Next second saying what the fuck is wrong with me?
Saying that you should've never written the letter
But you can make it better if you write a fucking song for me
Go and fuck yourself
Well here it is, just a few bars that were written in the car dedicated to the kids that we'll never have
Dedicated to the times that we'll get a cab hoping no one sees
Cos no one needs to know
Fucked up feelings that we're keeping low
Give them water and the seeds will grow
Thorns will cut you and you're bleeding so
You can rest your head
Maybe take a lie down in my bed
Take a lie down in my bed
I'll tell you a little too much about myself
You'll tell me I'm not so young and I should probably watch my health
And I'll say that i'd much prefer to watch you, watch you leave
You'll laugh as you turn around and then get down on your knees
Yo I'm begging please
I could wait forever and a cab ride
To figure out why you're on my mind
But you'll tell me it's a bad time
I should come back when I'm not so high
For old times' sake
Let's say we lift off
Pick up right where we left off
In Kings Cross
Where the rain falls soft
And the cabs don't stop, and so we drift off
We used to argue on the train
Each stop
You complain, sayin' where you get off
I said Martin Place, you told me get lost, It's a game
It's a shame
You do things to me
Yeah I love how you looked when you're pissed off
When your
Clothes get ripped off
Or you stripped off
You always did have it
A flair for the dramatic
In the backseat putting on a show
Like no on else there
I guess yeah I could match it
Yeah, feel it in the air like static
Right there felt like nothing else mattered
All those cabs we shared like a habit
No self control
If it's there we grab it
Then we swear that we've had it
Yet we out here at it again
Like 'Where you at?'
'I'm on my way
I'ma cab it
And i'll tell you some lie bout' bein' locked out of my house
You'll tell me I'm full of shit and I should probably watch my mouth
And I'll say that I'd much prefer to watch, be watching yours
You smile and pull two glasses out and deadlock the door
As I beg for more
I could wait forever and a cab ride
To figure out why you're on my mind
But you tell me it's a bad time
I should come back when I'm not so high