Battling Road Rage
I really care, but must confess,
I knew it would come down to this,
There's a speed limit at the end of the road,
The directions were written down before we decided to go,
When you were in the fast lane, I told you to switch lanes,
Or else I couldn't be your passenger in the middle of your road rage,
The signs were saying go right, but then you made a left,
Now we're lost in the middle of no where land, and your completely out of gas,
I had to rip part of my white dress for the flag on the side of the road,
Because you were too scared to get muddy to fix the car on your own,
Must we fight when we travel? Dammit, this happens Every time!,
How can you get mad at me, when you ignored the signs?,
Quietly, I'll sit back....until you get it all out of your system,
Your the driver, man...I'm only your assistance,
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