My foot is pressed hard against the gas,
As my hometown fades into the past,
And the mascara bleeding down my face,
Doesn't mean a thing; I've still got grace.
My fingers grip onto the steering wheel,
But I'm getting stronger; I'm tough as steel,
I've got to thank you for all of your lies,
I hope you can see the forgiveness in my eyes.
For each word that you yelled at me; every one,
Gave me the strength I needed to turn and run,
And my roots will always tangle through my veins;
No matter how long I'm lost in these four lanes.
I can see his face; laughing at me once again,
So I smash the rearview mirror and then -
Sighing; I light another cigarette, turn up the radio;
Pressing on the gas; but I don't know where this road goes.
The life I left behind won't see the likes of me,
Because out on this open road's where I need to be,
Johnny Cash is singing me a desperate lullaby;
So here's to the life I left behind and the tears I cried.
