A thousand break lights on my window Dennis Brown playing on my stereo waiting all this time riding up on the kings highway So I see you set up the roadblock With an empty quart, I drove right thru the stop Don't ask me where I've acquired my brand new car I've been holding tears It's taken me a couple of gears I noticed that the lights have changed The freaks are somehow normal And accepted deranged So why must I be confused I can't be around your abuse Let me tell you Your mixed up moods, your attitudes Won't work I'm done with this type of love we do What do you do? All you do is confuse and hurt So I pass your house for one last time And drive Yeah worry, thinking, speeding, complaining, all these signs that I've blown thru Around the corner at a quarter of three Accelerate as I start to leave, from you As I leave from you Let me tell you Drive away from you (x7) For one last time Drive One last time And Drive Drive away from you Drive away from you (x3)