I just can't keep this running

It's been seven years still nothing changes

I'm always waiting on you to break downOne record in my car, a quarter tank won't get me far

I'm stuck in the third, stuck in the dirt

A warm forty to quench my thirst



Nowhere to go, all alone

Singing your song, you're not in shotgun



Forget my pain, forget my name

I've told you time and time again

That when you break down, I break down

Forget directions or bad intentions

I'm lost without your headlights

And when you break down, I break down



I guess I'm always running

Twenty seven years still I can't change it

I'm always waiting on you to break down

We made love in your car

The backseat so uncomfortable

I went right in and cried again

That smell still lingers on my skin