Seven hours till the moon sleeps

I lose my mind as I drive away

Your cigarettes are in the back seat

I cant bring myself to throw away



All of the film from the camera that took

All the pictures of the images in my mind



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



Pass the churches full of guilted faith

They send there hangovers from last night

It won't do me any good to pray, cause even god knows

that you were right



And I was wrong but 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 breath