Here by the light of the moon I still drive
While my home has never felt so far away
Thoughts of death have never felt so alive
I’m not ready for the light of another day
Singing songs of sorrow stuck in my head
There are no other stations in this town
The steering wheel is cold, my vision red
I see ghosts coming up from the ground
My father would be turning in his grave
If he saw the failure that I’ve become
Rest assured it’s not attention I crave
I’m one errant turn away from my freedom
Maybe I’m ready to take a detour tonight
But we know I’ll only burn for an eternity
Tears glisten from the passing headlights
As I mash the pedal to gain more speed
I’d send you flowers and say I’m wrong
But my words don’t mean a fucking thing
This highway will be better with me gone
Tonight will end with me gaining my wings
Do you even know what on Earth you’d do
If I didn’t make it back home tomorrow?
Maybe you’d just assume we were through
Maybe you’d feel a sliver of my sorrow
The newspaper will absolve me of my sins
They only post praise and not the facts
This road ends where a new life begins
I have driven too far to ever turn back
A note in the glovebox pours out my soul
You’ll skim for clues to place the blame
But before my remains have gotten cold
Memories of me wash away with the rain