On the Side of the Road

Here's the keys.

You can have them.

You can
control
my life.

I'm tired of it.

I'm tired of hearing that
you know
what's best
for me,
I'm tired of hearing that
you know
the right
answer.

Have the fucking keys.

Shut the fuck up
and drive.

Things will be
a lot
easier.

Keep driving
until you find
someone else
you can
control
and leave me
on the side of the road.

Where I belong.