You drove me to the cemetery
To watch the punk kids smoke cigarettes and trample over graves
They have no right to be visiting
Taking pictures and laughing

You said it’s what you did in middle school
It’s where you’d go when your parents started fighting
Finding solace among the overgrown weeds
Comfort in simplicity

You drove me all throughout the city
To watch the schoolkids chat about their days and hold their parents’ hands
Sitting low, you calmly explained
How yours were never there to do that

And when the demons started fighting
And the anxiety started biting in your mind
Memories flash back
You bash your head against the wheel and scream

The parking lot’s too goddamn small today
I can’t back out
I can’t think straight
It’s getting harder every day

Lyrics submitted by drewskie

Parking Lot song meanings
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