A thousand break lights on my window   Dennis Brown playing on my stereo   Wait all this time riding up on the kings highway   So I see you set up the roadblock   With an empty quart, I drove right through the stop   Don't ask me where I've acquired my brand new car      I've been holding tears, it's taken me a couple of gears   I noticed that the lights have changed   The freaks are somehow normal and accepted deranged   So why must I be confused, I can't be around your abuse   Let me tell you      Your mixed up moods and attitudes won't work   I'm done with this type of love we do, do you hear me?   All you do is confuse and hurt   So I pass your house for one last time and drive, yeah      Worry, thinking, speeding, complaining   All these signs that I've blown through   Around the corner at a quarter to three   Accelerate as I start to leave from you   As I leave from you   Let me tell you      Your mixed up moods and attitudes won't work   I'm done with this type of love we do, do you hear me?   All you do is confuse and hurt   So I pass your house for one last time and drive, yeah      Drive away from you   Drive away from you   Drive away from you   Drive away from, from you   Drive away, drive away from you, you      For one last time and drive   One last time and drive   Drive away from you      Your mixed up moods and attitudes won't work   I'm done with this type of love we do, do you hear me?   All you do is confuse and hurt   So I pass your house for one last time and drive, hey      Drive away from you   Then I drive, drive away from you   From you