Riding Into The Sunset in A Busted Car

All the days that I fucked around
I wouldn’t take them back & I wouldn’t go back either
Floating as a seeker
I changed my shirt depending on the teacher
Riding into the sunset in a busted car
Burning another hole into the art project of my heart
Only to take a cab back to the start
Only to realize I took my picture in the dark
Going where the wind blows will blow you off your track
And doing what the boys do won’t make them do anything but laugh
When you don’t have much you don’t have much to give
Easy rider’s only a movie when you’ve got your own life to live
Into the sunset in a busted car
Not everyone’s got a sleeve where they can wear their heart
When you don’t have much you give it all away
Only to take the long walk to the start
Only to use your pen to find the pieces in the dark
Only to realized you can, sometimes
Walk back to the start