Your truck knows it all It contains our whole relationship It knows the beginning, middle and end
I loved seeing those lights Knowing you were driving to come pick me up It made me really happy And sometimes Even a little nervous But in a good way
In the summertime We had the windows rolled down because it was hot In the winter it was cold But we'd find a place to park and make it July warm I almost lost my innocence in that passenger seat
We did so much in that truck We talked Laughed Shared Kissed Argued Cried Stressed Freaked out Held each other Loved
That truck knows it all Those camouflage seat covers still hold our passionate sweat The drooping brownish red ceiling absorbed all our words, feelings and keeps them there Even today The plastic in front of the gas gauge doesn't feel as whole without one of my pictures covering it The center console probably still holds one of my notes Saying how much I love about you Who knows, the glovebox still may hold my garter The lace with a tear on it from prom When the truck heard you say you didn't care anymore
That truck holds everything All the feelings and emotions Maybe not so close to the surface anymore But it will never forget the stuff you've let yourself unremember That maroon Chevy still loves me Even if you don't.