We take your truck into town
Mm-mm
You say to me, “let’s get out of here, far away”
I shook my head, hope you know what I meant

Passenger seat, watching you shoot the breeze
Listening to top 40 of the west

Black corvette, my head on your lap
Our hands intertwined
Take me for a ride

Deep in me, you say
“It’s kind of funny”
Your laugh still haunts me
In the bedroom where you reap
And I just stand there wondering
“What happened to us?”