8 acessos
a quiet road through desert heat
cigarette lit, rolling down my seat
uncomfortable in my convertible
a love song playing on the radio
it flows through me, so i let it go
can't figure out what she's all about
i'm driving so far just to kill a smile
a short conversation gonna last for a while
a tear filled eye, a sad goodbye, oh emily
i don't wanna hurt you but what else can i do
sacrifice my head and hurt myself over you
i wish you were gone, so i can move on, oh emily
so after the highway and the liguor store
out of the car up against your door
red wine, i guess i'm fine
maybe i should wait til another day
get back in the car and head back to la
but damn here i am, damn here i am