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Foot on the dash, with the headlights off In the backseat, you're swallowing chaos I'm out on a drive Wishing I were impaled on the pass At the vanishing point of the Tennessee Line And I didn't know what you meant Oh, when your history was mine to write, I find Somebody else with a knife in a side Who can hold me together at night No I couldn't get back, if I tried The hero I saw go out with the tide When I said I could make it I lied Slipping into the undertow Nobody knows why Don't feel bad I've always been too far down to reach And I was long long gone Bеfore you got to me Don't feel bad I've always been too far down to rеach And I was long long gone Before you got to me Before you got to me From Letras Mania