Over us

As I walked through the door I could tell something was off by the way she was looking at me.

She started her Shit as I put my keys on the table accusing me of shit her friends told her I've done.

Trying to get a word in while being shot down like an enemy fighter telling me Shes over us, while Grabbing the keys to her old Tahoe pulling out the drive throwing that old “Fuck you” sign up at me. Watching as those tail lights leave in the dust of that gravel road. ten o' clock in the night comes around with me walking to that single cab.

Tearing down the road throwing dust pushing that old 454 just to go 95 trying to drown out all the words she told me. Following the northern star in the old "93 trying to get lost escaping The memory of you. Friend of mine trying to get my line asking me "hey what’s good man?”

The only response I manage to say

"everytings fine.” before tossing my phone up on the dash