Smells Like Leaving

Interstate dragging on

Lanes for days, I was wrong

When I said I could take the heat

All the stop signs, the dotted lines

The days and hours intertwined

My tail numb on the seat

The blinking dash, the petty cash

The cigarette that's burned to ash

Smells like leaving

Sunset in the rearview

Wanna call you, wanna hear you

Wanna send you a picture of the sky

But there's stop signs and dotted lines

There's days and hours to remind me

Of all the reasons why

The fuel light flash, the mercy dash

The narrowly avoided crash

The trickle of unleaded gas

The cigarette that's burned to ash

Smells like leaving

Smells like leaving

Smells like leaving

Interstate dragging on,

Lanes for days, I was wrong

When I said I could take the heat