High Mileage

Got high mileage

But I'm still smiling some

This engine's broke down

Now every part looks old

When it's still young

Walked our old neighborhood

And passed the place you stood

With those ultimatums

That saved me every time I lost my head

But you can't figure it out

Any more than I can now

We're both still stuck in the sound

Of the echos of our dreams

From back before we had

The means to stomp them out

Friends came and passed by

On an assembly line

We built them up then

Sent them off to market

Somewhere else

So what is it worth then

To build an argument

For what the truth is

When no one ever gets there in the end

All our friends still live there

In my head

And they can't figure it out

Any more than we can now

We're all still stuck in the sound

Of the echos of our dreams

From back before we had

The means to stomp them out

We're all still stuck in the sound

We're all still stuck in the sound

We're all still stuck in the sound

We're all still stuck in the sound