Lyrics Dead at the Wheel - The Cribs

Dead at the Wheel

On and on it seems to go
But when it’s gone it’s gone
You’re always getting caught
Day late and dollar short
But it’s okay
On and on it seems to go
When all the lights are yellow and
It’s hard to build a home when
Your summer’s not your own
And you like it that way…
Honest is the photo
With steely eyes that seem to show
The recent memories
Are worked in filigree
Of all the things to choose between
Like 'LIBERTY' and 'HONESTY'
You know I’m dead at the wheel
'Cos I’m learning to feel no pain…
Sticky nights twisting the knife
The good times maybe ruined my life
Would I choose another calling
Just to see your wooden floors again?
And those times hung around for years
By design or default it isn’t clear
Left behind by so many years
You can run to the land of the rising sun but eventually
Love finds another way
'Cos on and on it seems to go
But when it’s gone, it’s gone and I don’t mind
If you’re alive
'Cos I’ll be dead at the wheel
Learning to feel no pain