Indian Head

How you've bed tight around my neck
 The sweetest sin I'll never know
 Smothering with no self-control
 How you give and how you love to win
 Thought I shot the driver dead
 He's gonna change now
 I know it's not right
 Bored desire with the way I feel
 Broken lines coming home
 Start again, stretching over what
 I've come to be when I'm next to you
 Thought I shot the driver dead
 He's gonna change now
 I know it's not right
 Unwind to a dead end, upsets you
 This tension brings me down
 Thought I shot the driver dead
 He's gonna change now
 I know it's not right
 How I've tried to touch your fragile heart
 Long enough to stay away
 Since that day, did you ever know
 Who I am, or who I long to be