Cars And Telephones

I read the pages about me



In her autobiography



They were brief and to the point



A flash, while you are getting dressed



A memory that needs to be repressed



I'll just wait until it's over



Since you've gone away



I never know just what to say



Since you've gone away



I never know just what to say



Cause I like cars more than telephones



Your voice in my ear makes me feel so alone



Tonight I'm gonna drive



The silver moon is shining bright



Over the interstate



God saying hurry don't be late



Soon the sun will rise



That's when the romance dies



And I'm just tired of running around



I walked



To get the mail today



I guess



Your letter never came



I'll just



Check again tomorrow



A flash while you are getting dressed



A Memory that needs to be repressed



I'll just wait without saying a word



Since you've gone away



I never know just what to say



Since you've gone away



I never know just what to say



Cause I like cars more than telephones



Your voice in my head makes me feel so alone



Tonight I'm gonna drive



The silver moon is shining bright



Over the interstate



God saying hurry don't be late



Soon the sun will rise



That's when the romance dies



And I'm just tired of running around



But fuck it I love you even if



I'm gonna feel like shit



By the time I get to you



Now the sky is turning blue



The stars they disappear



One by one as the daylights nears



And yes you're in my head



But that doesn't make you here



And I've lost all my friends



But you're the one I miss the most



And now I'm almost there



Yeah I'm almost to the coast



And if I had any notion



Of how I'm gonna drive my car across



the Atlantic Ocean,



I'd be fucking set.