It's funny how
Even now
You still support me after all of the things that I've done
You're so good to me
Waiting patiently
And isn't it sad that you still have to ask if I care?
I never said I was perfect
But I can take you away
Walk on shells tonight
Can't do right tonight
And you can't say a word
Cause I leap down your throat
So uptight am I
I never said I was perfect
But I can drive you home
I got down on myself
Working too hard
Driving myself to death
Trying to beat out the faults in my head
What a mess I've made
Sure we all make mistakes
But they see me so large that they think I'm immune to the pain
I'm praying for a miracle
But I won't hold my breath
I never said I was perfect
But can you drive me home
Even now
You still support me after all of the things that I've done
You're so good to me
Waiting patiently
And isn't it sad that you still have to ask if I care?
I never said I was perfect
But I can take you away
Walk on shells tonight
Can't do right tonight
And you can't say a word
Cause I leap down your throat
So uptight am I
I never said I was perfect
But I can drive you home
I got down on myself
Working too hard
Driving myself to death
Trying to beat out the faults in my head
What a mess I've made
Sure we all make mistakes
But they see me so large that they think I'm immune to the pain
I'm praying for a miracle
But I won't hold my breath
I never said I was perfect
But can you drive me home
Lyrics submitted by Metal6Hell6Maker6
Drive You Home Lyrics as written by Shirley Ann Manson Douglas Elwin Erickson
Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
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This verse :
I got down on myself Working too hard Driving myself to death Trying to beat out the faults in my head What a mess I've made Sure we all make mistakes But they see me so large that they think I'm immune to the pain
always makes me think of her fighting against the public/media, esp. the last line.