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