You're rollin' up in your Mercedes Benz. Full of your fake friends. They're laughin' like they love you. . You walk around just like you L.A.. With all your make up.
I feel your eyes stare into mine. Burning through just who I am. I wish I could make things right again. . I know this road takes me from you. But I can't seem to slow this down.
Oh, oh did you hear?. You hung me to dry standing right by your side. And I will be honest with you now. 'Cause I know that you won't. . Don't tell me.
This road seems longer as it takes me. Takes me further each day. Tryin' to get used to all these towns. But I'm not quite the same. . So show me, show me what I'm missin'.