Car Wreck - The Devil Makes Three

He grew up in a one-horse town

Wasn’t much to do since all them bars had closed down

He’d stare up to the stars sometimes when no one was around

And he dreamed of getting out

So he bought himself a pick-up truck that was covered up in rust

He found a buddy for the shotgun seat that was someone he could trust

And they hit the gas, headed west out to the setting sun

When the dust had cleared, they were gone.

Well leaving just came natural, that’s the way it seemed to him

He’d been doing it so long, that’s the way he’d always been

And you can find him in some hotel room with the television on He might be high and he’ll probably ramble on You can laugh beneath fluorescent lights and drink until the dawn

But in the morning… in the morning when you wake up he’ll be gone.

So he met a girl in a town along the way

She had beautiful brown eyes and a place that he could stay

So he fell in love, and she fell in love in kind

It was so perfect that of course he lost his mind.

He snuck of the kitchen one day before the dawn

She called out after him and ran across the lawn

And he said some things that he didnt mean

That he’d best be travelin on She shed some tears and he was gone.

Well leaving just came natural, that’s the way it seemed to him

He’d been doing it so long, that’s the way he’d always been

And you can find him in some hotel room with the television on He might be high and he’ll probably ramble on You can laugh beneath fluorescent lights and drink until the dawn

But in the morning… in the morning when you wake up he’ll be gone.

Eighteen years later, fifteen-hundred miles from home

He can’t shake her from his mind though the whiskey soaks his bones

He heads out on a back-roads in the middle of the night

Petal to the metal, you know he timed that curve just right

But some bridges you cross over but the rest you’ve got to burn

He may have lost the road the road but I know he made his turn

And as we pulled him from the wreckage, I promised him a song

Cause it was clear that he was gone.

Well leaving just came natural, that’s the way it seemed to him

He’d been doing it so long, that’s the way he’d always been

And you can find him in some hotel room with the television on He might be high and he’ll probably ramble on You can laugh beneath fluorescent lights and drink until the dawn

But in the morning… in the morning when you wake up he’ll be gone.