Lyrics: Steven Montes
Music: Steven Montes
Well I've been feeling homesick, since I pulled out of the driveway
Eighteen, we were speeding down the high way
3 in the morning on 395
Put my foot against the pedal and I closed my eyes
Thinking āif I go out tonight, then Iāll be just like Jamesā
Live fast die young, and the spirit remains
I packed my life up in the trunk and told my mama āitās okay your boy is grownā
Tell me why my stuff is here but I canāt find the strength to call this place my home
Itās been stuck in my head like my favorite song playing over again, where did I go wrong
My bad habits arе my remedy to burn away the mеmories of you
Burning rubber to get away
Iām done thereās not anything left to say
Feeling stuck a little stuck in the gray
Iām done thereās not anything left to say
Canāt change and Iāve given up
My life is packed in the back of a truck
Push me away and you donāt give a f ck
I hate to say it but Iāve finally had enough
I canāt go home they donāt want me
And I can be alone like you taught me
I canāt go home they donāt want me
And can be alone like you taught me
Get a new tattoo when Iām feeling blue
Donāt know what Iāll do when all the space is used
Donāt know what Iāll do when all the space is used
So I cut my bangs, cut off my friends
I scream a bit, I hope this ends
I hope this ends
Burning rubber to get away
Iām done thereās not anything left to say
Feeling stuck a little stuck in the gray
Iām done thereās not anything left to say
Canāt change and Iāve given up
My life is packed in the back of a truck
Push me away and you donāt give a f ck
I hate to say it but Iāve finally had enough