Crying like it's the end of the world but it's not
burning postcards that she used to send from Milan
it's just a stupid thing that happened to me today
it's just a little ripple under grand arches that sway
but you can always get into your car and drive away
i told her the truth and she told me to take a hike
she told me the names of some doctors i might like
well what can you do? what can you say?
i don't really care anyways
but you can always get into your car and drive away
there's nothing 'round here but broken hearts and bars
and awful situations made known by the light of the
stars
and everywhere- all over land
you can start by sitting just to make a stand
you can always get into your car and drive away