Lay your head in my lap
Let the sound of my laugh
comfort you now here in the cold
Your face gets wet as the drink
slips from my hand
The faster i drive the harder
i cry don't worry i'll get us there
And i look down at you
You look up at me
We're a real fucked up family
We make it home
this place is a mess
The smell of cologne mixed with
all that we own
Not much i must confess
I hold your hand
as you slip from me
As i watch your breath
i say to myself one day
this will all end
And i look at you
You look at me
We're a real fucked up family
All night i feel it inside
But i know you're right
as i begin to pack
Without raising your eyes
i hear you sigh oh you'll be back
Because i look to you
and you look to me
We're a real fucked up family