Halsey Drive

My hands wrapped around the stick shift

Swerving on the 405, I can never keep my eyes Off this

My neck, the feeling of your soft lips

Illuminated in the light, bouncing off the exit signs I missed

All we do is drive

All we do is think about the feelings that we hide

All we do is sit in silence waiting for a sign

Sick and full of pride

All we do is drive

And California never felt like home to me

Until I had you on the open road and now we're singing