It's called Backseat Driver.Should we hit the brakes?You got me swerving between the lanesAnd now I'm closing my eyes and acceleratingOh, there's only so much I can takeWith all this backseat drivingCrossfireWe're caught up in the crossfireCloud skiesGot me thinking about the last timeWe said we should start overInstead of hitting the brakesYou got me swerving between the lanesAnd now I'm closing my eyes and acceleratingOh, there's only so much I can takeWith all this backseat drivingWe're breaking down and this car is crashingWe were ignoring all of the signs we passedAnd now there's no way that we can turn backWith all this backseat drivingGot me turning the wrong wayOver the bridge in the lakeFeels like you are miles awayWith all this backseat drivingWe're breaking down and this car is crashingWe were ignoring all of the signs we passedAnd now there's no way we'll go backWith all this backseat drivingYou got me swerving between the lanesAnd now I'm closing my eyes and acceleratingOh, there's only so much I can takeWith all this backseat drivingWe're breaking down and this car is crashingWe were ignoring all of the signs we passedAnd now there's no way that we can turn backWith all this backseat drivingGot me turning the wrong wayWith all this backseat drivingThank you.