Vanishing Point

Foot on the dash, with the headlights off
In the backseat, you're swallowing chaos
I'm out on a drive
Wishing I were impaled on the pass
At the vanishing point of the Tennessee line

And I didn't know you then
Oh, when your history was mine to write, I find
Somebody else with a knife in her side
Who can hold me together at night

No, I couldn't get back if I tried
The hero I saw go out with the tide
When I said I could make it I lied
Slipping into the undertow
Nobody knows why

Don't feel bad
I've always been too far down to reach
And I was long, long gonе
Before you got to me

Don't feel bad
I'vе always been too far down to reach
And I was long, long gone
Before you got to me
Before you got to me