In the back of an unmarked Chevy
It was August, there were stars in the sky
After reading a book that neither of us remember,
We sat there and talked about life
I lit up a joint and you breathed deep,
I watched your dark eyes roll back in your head
You told me there was something precious to you
That you left and it's better unsaid
I can't help but wonder
If this is something that one day I'll regret
As I'm staring at you through the rearview mirror
Just hoping that this isn't it
At the border of North Carolina
Where you left me to fend for myself
When you told me that you
Just couldn't be my hero
And you told me to find somebody else
You said yeah, yeah, yeah, you'll be just fine
I said yeah, and I can't help but feeling That this is really the end
As I'm standing out here
With my hands in my pockets
Waiting for this train
So I can get back home
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