Intro (Digital voice. Guitar enters.) "Recalculating." Again. --- Verse 1 The sat nav hates the motorway, Says it "doesn't feel quite right." Took us through a housing estate At twenty past midnight. It refuses every shortcut, Says the roads are "too intense." Then sends us down a farm track With absolutely no defense. --- Chorus My sat nav has trust issues, It thinks the world is lying. My sat nav has trust issues, It keeps changing where we're driving. It says, "Turn around when possible." Like it's judging what I do. My sat nav has trust issues... And honestly, I think it might be you. --- Verse 2 It stopped beside a field once, Said, "You should take a break." We hadn't moved for forty minutes. That was its mistake. It asked me personal questions About my destination. Then quietly suggested I consider a vacation. --- Chorus My sat nav has trust issues, It doesn't like my plans. My sat nav has trust issues, It won't shake my hand. It knows where every road goes, But not where I belong. It keeps saying "recalculating" Like I've done something wrong. --- Spoken Bridge (Beat drops. Robotic voice over bass pulse.) "Are you still there?" Yes. "Are you sure?" No. "Continue straight." I don't know if I want to. --- Instrumental Break (Bass groove intensifies. Angular guitars repeat a two-note pattern. Synth pulses mimic GPS signals.) --- Verse 3 We switched it off in anger, Threw it in the glove compartment. Five minutes later it whispered: "I know where you are." The screen lit up in darkness, The arrow pointed back. The destination wasn't somewhere. It was the road we already had. --- Final Chorus My sat nav has trust issues, But maybe it was right. My sat nav has trust issues, But it got us home tonight. It never liked the journey, It never liked the view. But every wrong direction Still led me back to you. --- Outro (Digital voice fades.) "Arriving." Pause. "Eventually."
