
I’m taking the road that always leads me too far.
I would’ve walked but I just stole your new car.
Some grifters smile as I pass them on the fast lane,
And my eyes hurt from all this masked pain.
One word too many and we’re off to the races,
Figuring out which one of us is more graceless.
We’ve had this talk in churches and packed malls,
But stone-cold logic never really got us far.
So, I rush towards a future you once promised.
I must take the prize alone, I must stay honest.
As I cross the finish line and kill my dull yearning,
Your tires roar in the distance like a warning.
-Jackie