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Better Than Ezra At The Stars
Maybe I should drop you at your door.
Or leave tonight and vanish up the shore.
Anywhere but here.

It's three o'clock we're driving in your car,
You're screaming out the window at the stars,
"Please don't drive me home"

Blame us because we are who we are
Hate us 'cause you'll never get that far
And who'd suppose you would go?
I've already learned enough to know that

Tell me all the places we could go
And count the headlights passing on the road,
A long, long time ago

Blame us because we are who we are.
Hate us 'cause you'll never get that far
And who'd suppose you would go?
I've already learned enough to know that

Here we are
Foreign to their world
Straight and composed
Your sermons I can do without
And I finally found
That everybody loves to love you
When you're far away

Could it be we've done something wrong
We'd make it home to your place before dawn
"Please, don't drive me home."
"Please, don't take me home."

Blame us because we are who we are.
Hate us 'cause you'll never get that far
And who'd suppose you would go?
I've already learned,
I've already learned enough to know that