[Intro] [Verse 1] We had a stupid fight about nothing at all I slammed the screen door and walked down the hall Left your keys on the counter, grabbed my boots and my coat Didn't leave you a text, didn't write you a note You fired up that engine, headed out in the rain Spun your wheels on the gravel to drown out the pain I was pouring a coffee, nursing my pride While the blue lights were flashing on Route 95 [Chorus] And the thunder rolled in like a train on the tracks Now I’m screaming at Heaven but I can't scream you back Just twisted up metal where the blacktop meets sky And the smoke is still rising, but the well has run dry Yeah, the hardest part of living is the "what could have been" Wishing I could go back to where the skid marks begin But the gravel just settled, and the engines just die And I never got to say goodbye [Instrumental] [Verse 2] Your coffee is cold, sitting right where you left it A million miles an hour, and I couldn't deflect it They said that a semi lost track of the line And it took out your world in the blink of an eye I got the call at midnight, dropped my cup on the floor Now I’m staring at pictures of you by the door I wanted to tell you I'm sorry, I was wrong But the dial tone is empty, and you're already gone [Chorus] And the thunder rolled in like a train on the tracks Now I’m screaming at Heaven but I can't scream you back Just twisted up metal where the blacktop meets sky And the smoke is still rising, but the well has run dry Yeah, the hardest part of living is the "what could have been" Wishing I could go back to where the skid marks begin But the gravel just settled, and the engines just die And I never got to say goodbye [Instrumental] [Bridge] No final "I love you," no hug at the gate Just a cold rainy highway and a cruel twist of fate Now I’m left with the echoes of words that I flung And the sweetest goodbyes are the ones left unsung [Guitar Solo - Screaming, emotional rock solo with heavy country bend notes] [Chorus] When the thunder rolled in like a train on the tracks I was screaming at Heaven but I can't scream you back Just twisted up metal where the blacktop meets sky And the smoke is still rising, but the well has run dry Yeah, the hardest part of living is the "what could have been" Wishing I could go back to where the skid marks begin But the gravel just settled, and the engines just die And I never got to say goodbye [Outro] No, I never got to say goodbye Just the rain on the highway And the sirens fading out Never got to say goodbye [End]
