This car won't drive the way I want Busted engine or busted lung Kicking myself for buying those parts Off of that guy back in Des Moines Before the drought started But I'll get it fixed up soon enough And you'd better watch out for me Flying down the road in Flames and flat tires, baby Flames and flat tires This car won't drive itself, I mean it could but I don't try it, That's the way you live And that shit's on fire, baby Veering down cobblestone streets At 4 in the morning Firestorms busted both my headlights But I'm getting back on track soon enough And you better watch out for me! Flying down the road in Flames and flat tires baby Flames and flat tires Trying to recall how the rain felt on my skin And scream to anyone who'll listen! Trying to recall how the rain felt on my skin And scream to anyone who'll listen! Trying to recall how the rain felt on my skin And scream to anyone who'll listen!