Verse 1
Gonna sing this song and smoke another cigarette,
Living, loving, nothing’s left,
Filled with sorrow and regret…
So here I go, walking slow,
A one-way trip to nowhere,
Streetlights flicker overhead,
Cold night tangled in my hair.
And every bar is closing down,
Every friend already gone,
I hear your voice in passing cars
Like a faded-out singalong.
Got your picture in my wallet
But the edges all wore thin,
Guess forever only lasts
‘Til the loneliness kicks in.
Pre-Chorus
And I’m still yelling at the dashboard lights,
Still trying to outrun Friday nights,
Still pretending I’m okay
When everybody knows I’m not.
Chorus
So turn it up loud
‘Til the speakers blow out,
We were kids with broken hearts
In the backseat screaming out.
And I don’t know why
I still wait by the phone,
When you made your getaway
And left me here alone.
Now every highway feels the same,
Every city’s just a ghost,
I’m burning through these memories
Like matches and old notes.
Verse 2
Another cheap motel and another restless night,
Writing your name in condensation
On the bathroom mirror light.
I keep chasing after closure
Like it’s somewhere down the road,
But the farther that I drive,
The heavier the load.
And all the songs we used to scream
Feel different now somehow,
Like they’re echoes of the people
That we swore we’d never be now.
You said we’d make it out alive,
You swore we’d never change,
But time’s a thief with gasoline
And a match beside the flame.
Pre-Chorus
And I’m still yelling at the dashboard lights,
Still trying to outrun Friday nights,
Still pretending I moved on
When your shadow follows me.
Chorus
So turn it up loud
‘Til the speakers blow out,
We were kids with broken hearts
In the backseat screaming out.
And I don’t know why
I still wait by the phone,
When you made your getaway
And left me here alone.
Now every highway feels the same,
Every city’s just a ghost,
I’m burning through these memories
Like matches and old notes.
Bridge
Maybe I’m addicted to the way it hurt,
Maybe all this pain’s all I deserve,
Maybe every sleepless night
Was leading me to this.
A burned-out town, a half-full tank,
A voice that cracks when I still sing your name,
And every cigarette tastes like goodbye.
Final Chorus
So turn it up loud
One last time before it all burns down,
We were sparks against the dark
Trying not to drown.
And if you hear this song
Somewhere late at night,
Just know I still remember
Every wrong and every right.
Now I’m walking slow beneath
These dead and fading stars,
A one-way trip to nowhere
With your ghost riding in my car.