Song Description

There is nothing quite as horrible as walking in on someone that you care about with someone. Pick up and run with what you have left.

Lyrics

Getaway Car

knockdown fist fight outside my window last night
think I got the message
I leave town at first light
well I stayed to long this time for someone
I never got to know all that well
but hell...

I got a full tank of gas and an open schedule
I got four bald tires and a mouth full of petrol
I got a firing piston and no brake pedal
to get me out of here

All eyes upon me as I hit the open road
they control the pace of my heel dare I go
Well I walked in on her and her new friend
lost all control, but so
like that I'm gone...

I got a full tank of gas and an open schedule
I got four bald tires and a mouth full of petrol
I got a firing piston and no brake pedal
to get me out of here

driving in my car... starting to care less
getting further out
dining on my card not looking for answers
right in front of me

We'll I'm not trying
and your not trying this time
and all the things she had to say
and all the things that held the sun in