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