Crossing the tri state lines
With a dashboard stuffed full of collected fines
I thought I'd start over new
Move fast, but the past creeps up on you
I see your eyes up in the velvet sky
Moonlit lamps for passerbys
Sometimes I smell the smoke on the breeze
Don't know why
But I swear I ain't cryin'
I last saw you in the rain
With some self pitied look stuck on your face
I can't blame all the bad days on one
I was gritting my teeth like a loaded gun
Sometimes the horrible days feel a long, long ways away
But when it hits me, I left my guts on the side of Jefferson Highway
I made an honest mistake of not listening for the long play
And when it hits me, I left my guts on the side
But I swear I ain't cryin'
