State Line - Butch Walker

Seven hours till the moon sleeps

I lose my mind as I drive away

Your cigarettes are in the back seat

I cant bring myself to throw away

All of the film from the camera that took

All the pictures of the images in my mind

So I’ll drive a straight line

When I cross the state line

Out on to the ocean, in a moment I’ll be gone

Then you wont have to feel torn

Pass the churches full of guilted faith

They send there hangovers from last night

It won’t do me any good to pray, cause even god knows

that you were right

And I was wrong but yeah it kills me that my kid will never know me, with another man by his side

So I’ll drive a straight line

When I cross the state line

Out on to the ocean, in a moment I’ll be gone

Then you wont have to feel torn

Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

So I’ll drive a straight line

When I cross the state line

Out on to the ocean, in a moment I’ll be gone

So I’ll drive a straight line

When I cross the state line

Out on to the ocean, in a moment I’ll be gone

You wont have to feel torn

Have to feel torn

Thinking of you with my last breath