Pathfinder

I feel what's best for everyone is to forget about me when I'm gone Because it hurts to be missed and no one is deserving this With my back to a hardwood floor I understand that I'm not a provider but a center divider I got lanes to explain the different ways I behave A life thats a detour to where I am not sure But if the sun is in my eyes I think I'm doing the right thing I rely on exit signs, and destination times And this drive that knows me better than I think I know myself With that being said I won't play pretend That I'm not growing up, that I'm not giving in Late nights and all night drives are the reason why I'm alive And I'm not going anywhere