My Poor Car
My poor car you're all I have
I should've never treated you like never treated you like that
I feel bad
I swore not even swore not even a scratch
Now you're held with super glue
Don't know what to do without you here
I'll just walk these streets wondering
What happened to me?
I swear I care about you still
Despite the donut crumbs and coffee spills
Dents on the door worn out by the sun
Going one eighty four on the four oh one
My poor car you're all I have
I should've never treated you like never treated you like that
I feel bad
I swore not even swore not even a scratch
Now you're held with super glue
Don't know what to do without you here
I'll just walk these streets wondering
What happened to me?
Remember that pole last fall?
When I got too close and took the mirror off
Pretty sorry way to repay an old friend
Zoned out and crashed into a rear end
My poor car you're all I have
I should've never treated you like never treated you like that
I feel bad
I swore not even swore not even a scratch
Now you're held with super glue
Don't know what to do without you here
I'll just walk these streets wondering
What happened to my poor car?
To my poor car
To my poor car
To my poor car
I should've never treated you like never treated you like that
I feel bad
I swore not even swore not even a scratch
Now you're held with super glue
Don't know what to do without you here
I'll just walk these streets wondering
What happened to me?
I swear I care about you still
Despite the donut crumbs and coffee spills
Dents on the door worn out by the sun
Going one eighty four on the four oh one
My poor car you're all I have
I should've never treated you like never treated you like that
I feel bad
I swore not even swore not even a scratch
Now you're held with super glue
Don't know what to do without you here
I'll just walk these streets wondering
What happened to me?
Remember that pole last fall?
When I got too close and took the mirror off
Pretty sorry way to repay an old friend
Zoned out and crashed into a rear end
My poor car you're all I have
I should've never treated you like never treated you like that
I feel bad
I swore not even swore not even a scratch
Now you're held with super glue
Don't know what to do without you here
I'll just walk these streets wondering
What happened to my poor car?
To my poor car
To my poor car
To my poor car
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Writer(s): Matthew Ferrari
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