a quiet road through desert heatnncigarette lit, rolling down my seatnnuncomfortable in my convertiblenna love song playing on the radionnit flows through me, so i let it gonncan't figure out what she's all aboutnnnni'm driving so far just to kill a smilenna short conversation gonna last for a whilenna tear filled eye, a sad goodbye, oh emilynni don't wanna hurt you but what else can i donnsacrifice my head and hurt myself over younni wish you were gone, so i can move on, oh emilynnnnso after the highway and the liguor storennout of the car up against your doornnred wine, i guess i'm finennmaybe i should wait til another daynnget back in the car and head back to lannbut damn here i am, damn here i am