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 PassAt 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
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