[Intro] [Spoken, female voice] You want me miserable? Take a number and wait in the exhaust fumes. [Verse 1] For years I kept disaster alphabetized behind my eyes, could tell you how a good thing ends before it even tried. Now the idle shakes the dashboard, coffee trembles in the cup, and I let one stupid feeling live without explaining what it was. I used to make a science out of everything that hurt. Today the engine caught— before the thought did. [Pre-Chorus] Check the mirror. Nothing sacred has to follow me tonight. The motor catches on the second turn. So do I [Chorus] TURN IT UP — LET THE REARVIEW SHAKE! Let the low end find the places I forgot were still awake! IGNITION! Hear the whole thing catch again! Let the tragic little world keep predicting how it ends— I don’t have to prove it wrong. I’M HAVING FUN AGAIN! [Verse 2] The streetlights leave gold fingerprints across the windshield glass; somebody’s apocalypse comes on— I let the station pass. I used to think that joy was shallow, something grief could see straight through, like suffering had earned a depth that happiness could never prove. Turns out depth is not a grave. And pain was never rent I had to keep on paying just to stay intelligent. [Pre-Chorus] Check the mirror. There are ghosts I don’t particularly hate. They can stay where they are. I’ve got somewhere else to waste. [Chorus] TURN IT UP — LET THE REARVIEW SHAKE! Let the low end find the places I forgot were still awake! IGNITION! Hear the whole thing catch again! Let the tragic little world keep predicting how it ends— I don’t have to prove it wrong. I’M HAVING FUN AGAIN! [Bridge — The Street Race Groove] Listen to that motor purr... I spent so long preparing for the sound of something breaking, now the loudest thing in here is the good time I’m making. IF JOY LOOKS CHEAP FROM WHERE YOU SIT— You can keep the receipt! I PAID ENOUGH FOR MISERY— This one's on me! [Guitar Solo] [Final Chorus] TURN IT UP — LET THE REARVIEW SHAKE! Let the low end find the places I forgot were still awake! IGNITION! Hear the whole thing catch again! Let the tragic little world keep predicting how it ends— I don’t have to fix the world. I’M HAVING FUN AGAIN! [Outro] I'm having fun again
