Hit heartbreak in a Hyundai goin’ about 45

Still jerks you like it was a hundred when the breaks are finally hit

Been shaving the rust from my bones

To make guitar strings

Because I still got a song in there

Might not be much

But it’s somethin’

Comes out all tinny

Like when live radio sounded like it was comin’ from a can

Hide the fact that I can’t sing

Sound isn’t even affected by 45 miles an hour

Still perfectly audible

Didn’t even have to raise my voice so I could keep on sayin’,

I’m Sorry

For the battle I caused you

And for the place that I left you in

From across the street

Even houses sit on the side of the road

Any side can be the wrong side

Any throat can be a gutter

When the noise starts pouring out

Sounded more like rushing water than anything else

Anybody can be a trash can

With all the soda and beer and broken wine bottles

Makin the outside sticky

Lemme sing this to you

While we both wash away our *****

I know I’m done letting my glass poke through the plastic

Never even realized how much it cut you

Le’me sing the song before my voice starts breakin’ again

Before my throat becomes a gutter

And my eyes become a fire

Before I wake up on the wrong side of the street again