You used to make me feel good

With my left on the clutch

My right on the gas

Been driving stick

I skipped the test and passed

A ride that leads to nowhere

Made enough mistakes to know a thing

About how it breaks

Smoking at the gas station

Not really allowed

So I pull up at the back street

Buy a cigarette pack

Light up

Have a thought

That leads to nowhere

And I'm rolling and rolling

Moments just like this, you can't control them

Street is dark behind the glass

I used to light up

With my thoughts in the clouds

And the clouds and my mind in the fog

Hide in the smoke

Pretend you didn't notice

These lights come with no brakes

Never really try to teach a girl about how she thinks

You used to make me feel good

With my left on the clutch

My right on the gas

Been driving stick

I skipped the test and passed

A ride the lead to nowhere