Come On Over

You can drive, you can drive
You can drive down the 405
To the 101 to my house
And these highways are in so many songsI couldn't count them all, I tried
So much sad history described in a ride
And when I told you I was happy I lied
I lied, I lied, I liedAnd I've got Vicodin, do you wanna come over?
I know it's a long drive from Malibu
I got a pocket full of pills and not one lover
And I'm feeling so bad and so good
I don't know what to doAnd I'll take my chances now
'Cause I can't go back, I'm out too far
And I'm thinking, I'm thinking
I'm thinking that you know how it feelsSo get in your car and drive
And I can tell you that I'll try
I'll try, I'll try, I'll tryAnd I've got vicodin, do you wanna come over?
I know it's a long drive from Malibu
I got a pocket full of pills and not one lover
And I'm feeling so bad and so good
I don't know what to doIt's in your face, I know that place you're going to
I'll follow you, I'll meet you there
Don't bring a thing for me
I'll take care, I'll take careAnd I've got Vicodin, do you wanna come over?
I know it's a long drive from Malibu
I got a pocket full of pills and not one lover
And I'm feeling so bad and so good
I don't know what to do