Windows half down, I'm grabbing the air
Sure is hot in the South, been losing my hair
Green turning gray, blue turning black
Tried closing my eyes, I'm still seeing myself in the glass
I am the deer, I am the driver
I am the deer, I am the driver
I am the deer, I am the driver
I am the deer, I am the driver
I am the driver, I am the deer
I am the driver, I am the deer
I put on your shirt, I hope that's okay
I put on your shirt, I hope that's okay
You still love her, I know, that's okay
My legs still hurt from you putting them up by your face
I am the deer, I am the driver
I am the deer, I am the driver
I am the deer, I am the driver
I am the deer, I am the driver
I am the driver, I am the deer
I am the driver, I am the deer
I am the driver, I am the deer
(Windows half down, grabbing the air
Hot in the south, losing my hair)
I am the driver, I am the deer
(Green turning gray, blue turning black
Catching my own eyes in the glass)
