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Head still spinning from the swallowing of siphoned gas
Got to get out of this serrated town
The big city is where you forget the past
That's where he's headed now
Just a boy
Put-down on his luck
In a '78 Chevy pickup truck
Oh, she runs a little
But she don't run well
Sounds like a war on wheels
And backfires like hell
Won't get in gear without a good kick and a fight
Duct tape over the check engine light
He might not make it out there
But at least he'll be out of here
With fingers crossed on the steering wheel
Hopefully it's more far than near
These yellow lines don't mean a thing
Passing trucks on the right
Her cold shoulder packed with snow
Can't slow this drive tonight
Gas pedal's on the floorboard
Odometers in the red
Drivin' past the hospital
Where they said they'd fix his head
Back when he took pills of medicine
And talked to a shrink
So he could fit in with the rest of them
When told what to think
That was back when she was in love with him
He can't find those lost days
They left his mind
Around the time
He stuck her with the blade
The engine howls while the exhaust streams
Turning every corner to hear the tires scream
He can't go back now
Nor does he want to
The ghost of who you used to be
Will always come to haunt you
So drive on and get far from all this
They'll never know what you mean
She'll turn away from every kiss
When your lips taste like gasoline
Got to get out of this serrated town
The big city is where you forget the past
That's where he's headed now
Just a boy
Put-down on his luck
In a '78 Chevy pickup truck
Oh, she runs a little
But she don't run well
Sounds like a war on wheels
And backfires like hell
Won't get in gear without a good kick and a fight
Duct tape over the check engine light
He might not make it out there
But at least he'll be out of here
With fingers crossed on the steering wheel
Hopefully it's more far than near
These yellow lines don't mean a thing
Passing trucks on the right
Her cold shoulder packed with snow
Can't slow this drive tonight
Gas pedal's on the floorboard
Odometers in the red
Drivin' past the hospital
Where they said they'd fix his head
Back when he took pills of medicine
And talked to a shrink
So he could fit in with the rest of them
When told what to think
That was back when she was in love with him
He can't find those lost days
They left his mind
Around the time
He stuck her with the blade
The engine howls while the exhaust streams
Turning every corner to hear the tires scream
He can't go back now
Nor does he want to
The ghost of who you used to be
Will always come to haunt you
So drive on and get far from all this
They'll never know what you mean
She'll turn away from every kiss
When your lips taste like gasoline