End of the Road

It’s the American dream

I think it’s burning out

You didn’t hear it from me

Must’ve been someone in the crowd

Sometimes I feel so lost

But I don’t wanna say

That the past has costs

So I paint a picture for yesterday

Ooh

Something’s gotta give

Ooh

Yeah something’s gotta give

Pay my respects, from the east to the west,

From the desert to the golden coasts,

I can feel the pressure building in my chest,

Yeah it feels like I’ve got nowhere to go

So I drive till morning

Nonstop till the rain drops turn into snow

Looking for something that can give me a pulse

Yeah

Something at the end of the road

Remember times were good

Back when we were young

When shoves were just a push

But now we’re living under the gun

Ooh

Something’s gotta give

Ooh

Yeah something’s gotta give

Pay my respects, from the east to the west,

From the desert to the golden coasts,

I can feel the pressure building in my chest,

Yeah it feels like I’ve got nowhere to go

So I drive till morning

Nonstop till the rain drops turn into snow

Looking for something that can give me a pulse

Yeah

Something at the end of the road

Looking for something

Looking for something that can give me a pulse

Yeah

Something at the end of the road

Looking for something

Looking for something that can give me a pulse

Yeah

Something at the end of the road

Ooh

Something’s gotta give

Ooh

Pay my respects, from the east to the west,

From the desert to the golden coasts,

I can feel the pressure building in my chest,

Yeah it feels like I’ve got nowhere to go

So I drive till morning

Nonstop till the rain drops turn into snow

Looking for something that can give me a pulse

Yeah

Something at the end of the road

Looking for something

Looking for something that can give me a pulse

Yeah

Something at the end of the road