[Verse 1]

Glove box full of might-have-beens

Wipers sweeping past my sins

Each light on the dash, a warning sign

But I keep driving, like it's all fine

Coffee's cold but my hands still shake

Mirrors show a face I fake (fake, fake, fake)

Night therapist on loop

And I rely on lonely coupes

[Chorus]

I talk to my dashboard more than friends

Turn the volume to quiet the bends

Signals blinking like Morse code cries

On this stretch of road, I analyze

I am lost just of the wild, with a soul that never ties

Let the gauges glow and hum

I'll be fine by morning come

Yeah

[Verse 2]

Speedometer stuck in second thoughts

Every mile marker's something I forgot

Low fuel, but I got a high hope fuse

Radio plays truth I don't choose

Rain taps like doubt on the roof

I argue with ghosts, but never need proof

Just me, the heater, and regrets

Turning corners I haven't faced yet

[Chorus]

I talk to my dashboard more than friends

Turn the volume to quiet the bends

Signals blinking like Morse code cries

On this stretch of road, I analyze

I am lost just of the wild, with a soul that never ties

Let the gauges glow and hum

I'll be fine by morning come

Yeah

[Verse 3]

Maybe the silence speaks in static

Maybe the rhythm is automatic

If I keep driving through the fog

Will I find peace past this monologue?

Dashboard knows what I won't say

Reads my heart in RPM's way

By the time dawn spells its grace

I'll still be humming, even pace