Driveways

I'm just sitting in the driveway
Listening to my gas tank
It's withering away
And I am withering away

And I don't know the first thing
About being lonely
But nothing is scarier
Than being outgoing

It's not like it bothers me
I've been hearing sirens all day long
When my bank account is empty
Oh when my bank account is empty

I'll just write another song