(Backseat driving)
They're always in the back room, making out at the bar
Another blue moon that I'll sip in the dark
While watching some dude as he's breaking their heart
Say, "I don't want that" but I do
Exchanging numbers while I'm holding my breath
Another summer with no one in my bed
Like any other Saturday with my friends
They're all in love, damn, I wanna be too
Wish I could take control
But I've always been a-
Backseat driver, broken-hearted survivor
Watching 'em take the long way home
I wanna know when I'll ride shotgun
Locking my hands with someone
Not sitting in the back alone
I'm tired of backseat driving
I'm tired of backseat driving
I'm tired of backseat driving
I'm tired of backseat driving
Somewhere on the road, comatose, in my phone again
Swipe through what I know, running low, I just can't pretend
That I'm not jealous, you're so cool driving reckless
Wonder when I'll be falling just like that
But I've always been a-
Backseat driver, broken-hearted survivor
Watching 'em take the long way home
I wanna know when I'll ride shotgun
Locking my hands with someone
Not sitting in the back alone
I'm tired of backseat driving
I'm tired of backseat driving
I'm tired of backseat driving
I'm tired of backseat driving
Run the red lights home
I'm tired of being alone (oh-yeah)
Backseat driver, broken-hearted survivor
Watching 'em take the long way home
I wanna know when I'll ride shotgun
Locking my hands with someone
Not sitting in the back alone
(I'm tired of) backseat driving
I'm tired of backseat driving
I'm tired of backseat driving
I'm tired of backseat driving
I'm tired of backseat driving
I'm tired of backseat driving
I'm tired of backseat driving
I'm tired of backseat driving