Backseat
Woke up in the backseat
I'd been bending my knees
And i can't even feel my feet
My legs are so goddamn weak
Takes an hour just to walk it off
Takes an hour just to make the thoughts stop
I'm starting my list today right at the top
Where am i gonna eat, gonna sleep, gonna be?
How am i gonna eat, gonna sleep, gonna be?

Woke up in the backseat
I gotta find something to eat
Don't have much more than stale bread on me
I gotta turn to someone's charity
Call all the people who i thought were my friends
When no one answers my resolve starts to bend
I'm getting tired of 'rely' and 'depend'
Those are things that i don't even wanna know
But i know i can't do this on my own

Went to sleep in the backseat
Hide my head underneath the sheet
So the policeman doesn't see me
When he does his nighttime rounds on the streets
Once i spent nearly three months in bed
Now i can't find one place to lay my head
I don't know if i ever get any rest
It still feels like there's nowhere to go
It still feels like there's nowhere to go
Woke up in the backseat
I'd been bending my knees
I gotta find something to eat
Make sure the policeman doesn't see me

Woke up in the backseat
I don't know if i ever get any sleep
Doing my nighttime rounds on the streets
I lather up, i rinse it out, i repeat

Woke up in the backseat
Take a walk and find somewhere to be
Feeling forsaken and terribly beat
I go to sleep in the backseat