Rearview of My Own Head

[Verse 1] Highway made of old mistakes White lines spelling out my name Billboards showing every face I swore I’d never hurt again Backseat full of could’ve-beens Ashtray full of almost calls Your voice on a crumpled map Bleeding through these motel walls [Chorus] I’m driving through my own regrets Like a rerun I can’t forget Every exit’s just a different year Same two hands still stuck on this wheel I keep spinning through the things I’ve done Til the past and present come undone If I ever make it out of my head Will there be anything left? [Verse 2] Gas station at 3 a.m Clerk has my father’s tired eyes Sells me change I never make And a fog that sticks behind my sighs Mirrors melt and show me young Laughing on your kitchen floor You said “Promise me you’ll never leave” I left that promise at your door [Chorus] I’m driving through my own regrets Like a rerun I can’t forget Every exit’s just a different year Same two hands still stuck on this wheel I keep spinning through the things I’ve done Til the past and present come undone If I ever make it out of my head Will there be anything left? [Bridge] [Guitars drift Echo swelling] Road signs bend The numbers blur Every mile I look more like her (oh) Your old sweatshirt on my seat Fades to smoke Then back to me Dark sky opening like a wound Spills out all the “sorry”s I never used If I pull over Will it stay? Or drive itself and fade away [Chorus] I’m driving through my own regrets Like a rerun I can’t forget Every exit’s just a different year Same two hands still stuck on this wheel I keep spinning through the things I’ve done Til the past and present come undone If I ever make it out of my head Will there be anything left? Will there be anything left? (anything left)