Beat Up Car

Make yourself at home, hell I do
Haven't changed the oil in a year or maybe two
And it just keeps on rolling without all that much cajoling, it's a miracle
It ain't good on the back for too long
Two of the hubcaps stayed in Vermont
But with your feet up on the dash
And that smile you could you patch up all the busted parts

I've got something to say
But who's gonna listen to me anyway?
I need to be where you are
But how could I ever get that far
In a heart like a beat up car?

You're the only good thing about the road
Making melodies out of talk radio
Cuz only one station works way out here past the burbs
Don't need it anyway

I know you want to hear something more from me
And you're kind of sad there isn't more I can be
And if I could I would atone
But these mile markers won't count themselves anyway

I've got something to say
But who's gonna listen to me anyway?
I need to be where you are
But how could I ever get that far
in a heart like a beat up car?

I've got something to say
But who's gonna listen to me anyway?
I need to be where you are
But how could I ever get that far
In a heart like a beat up car?