You kissed me like thunder, then drove off in grace Left tire marks etched in my hometown’s face Coffee still warm, your boots by the bed But your ghost hit the gravel like something unsaid They say love’s a saddle, I say mine broke clean I rode out in flame with my heart between The lines on the highway, the hum of the wheels Letting silence and country music teach me to feel I lost you in smoke and the sound of goodbye Under stars that don’t blink when a good thing dies But I ain’t curled up in sorrow or shame I hit that road hard, and I rode out in flame Traded the ring for a gas-station map Duct-taped the tears, snapped the chain from the past Now neon signs bless my bottle of gin And jukebox prayers sing “you’ll rise again” Maybe I’ll find peace in Amarillo’s rain Or love in the shadow of a Montana train But tonight I ride solo, wild and unclaimed The wind in my hair, and no one to blame I lost you in smoke and the sound of goodbye Under stars that don’t blink when a good thing dies But I ain’t curled up in sorrow or shame I hit that road hard, and I rode out in flame Oh yeah, I hit that road hard And I rode out in flame
