paroles de chanson Alone in an Uber - Rose Betts

Are we about to break up?
Is this our last goodbye?
I'm wondering if I should order breakfast, tea or wine
And if I'll be in an Uber home tonight

It's been nice getting to know you
You've been a pleasant surprise
I never thought I'd ever like an American guy
But all the same, I'm in an Uber home tonight

And there is traffic on the freeway, and the driver he's depressed
He's oversharing how his wife had an affair
Then up and left in this traffic on the freeway
I am wondering why we met, and why I'm the loser
Alone in an Uber again

Again I'll start drinking a warm Peroni in a park
And it's Sunday, and you're murdering a song on my guitar
And I'm wondering what kind of man you are

A little over-hasty, a little bit too quick
From where I'm standing, looks as if you're following your
Yes, here we are again, and what's the point of it?

And there is traffic on the freeway
And the driver makes a comment on my dress and I ignore it
'Cause my head is in a mess in this traffic on the freeway
Wondering why we met, and why I'm the loser
Alone in an Uber again

(In an Uber again)

(In an Uber again)