Seven Hours till the moon sleeps

I Lose my mind as I drive away

Your Cigerettes are in the back seat

I cant bring myself to throw away



All of the film in the camera that took

all the pictures of the imagages in my mind



So I'll drive a straight line

Right across the state line

Out on to the ocean, in a moment I'll be gone

Then you wont have to feel torn



Pass the churches filled with guilted faith

They send there hangovers from last night

Wont do me any good to pray, cause even god knows

that you were right



And I was wrong and yeah it kills me

that my kid will never know me, with another man by his side



So I'll drive a straight line

When I cross the state line

Out on to the ocean, in a moment I'll be gone

Then you wont have to feel torn



Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh



So I'll drive a straight line

When I cross the state line

Out on to the ocean, in a moment I'll be gone



So I'll drive a straight line

When I cross the state line

Out on to the ocean, in a moment I'll be gone



You wont have to feel torn

Have to feel torn



Thinking of you with my last breathe