I got crust upon my lungs
But you can’t hear it when I strum
no you can’t hear it at all

I got dust upon my eyelashes
But you can’t see it when I kiss
no you can’t see it at all

My tire tread is all worn down
You can feel it when I turn around
yeah you can feel it when i slow down

My silly seatbelt forgets to click
Gears taught me that when they started to stick
Oh, I had to learn how to shift

oh, well
I won’t give
Oh, well
into you I wish