Lyrics

mat the sucker and blow through the red lights
flying tool shed all polished and bright white
a dozen close calls on the way to a bloom of despair
half the cars don't bother pulling over
for the paramedic amphetamine chauffeur
crisis to crisis and my passion's ignored
sweeping through a sea of the self absorbed

took a long time to get to "I don't care" but I’m there
took a long time to get to "I don't care", say where?
took a long time to get to "I don't care"
but I’m finally there

worry is a waste of imagination
so I daydream driving to the conflagration
and I try to find beauty in what I am about to receive
I've seen the apocalypse in bits and torrents
used the jaws of life and other oxymorons
and worked so hard to get where you don't want to be

took a long time to get to "I don't care" but I’m there
took a long time to get to "I don't care", say where?
took a long time to get to "I don't care"
but I’m finally there

drive and drive into the heart of hurt
took a long time to turn my love into work
drive and drive into the heart of hurt
took a long time to turn my love into work
took a long time to turn my love into work
took a long time to turn my love into work

took a long time took a long time took a long time
took a long time to get to "I don't care"