Driving Your Girlfriend Home - Morrissey

I’m driving

your girlfriend home

and she’s saying

how she never chose you

turn left, she says

so I turn left

and she says

So how did I end up so deeply involved in the very existence

I planned on avoiding?

and I can’t answer

I’m driving

your girlfriend home

and she’s laughing

to stop herself crying

drive on, she says

so I drive on and she says

So how did I end up attached to this person

when his sense of humour

gets gradually worser?

and I can’t tell her

I’m parking

outside her home

and we’re shaking hands

goodnight, so politely