Dashboard Confessional

On the way home
this car hears my confessions
I think tonight I'll take the long way
This weather. The wind outside is bitting
It has left me tired and exposed
You've been asking me to bleed
It seems these kinds of questions
come too easy to you now
But your lack of shame comes naturally
I should not be surprised
I should have seen it sooner
Expect me to apologize
for things that you've done wrong
While you're inciting others
You're owning up to nothing
and I wish that I was gone,
cause you're not going anywhere
This damp air is fighting my defroster
My sighs they ring victorious
and fog this tinted glass