Version Eight - I-35 Lyrics

Cross my heart
Hope to die
Driving drunk on I-35
Tearing down satellites
Wishing on every light

Feeling like I'm stuck in a rerun
Emotional season
High for a reason
Can't sleep while I'm here
Working it out
Crash down
Blacked out
Just another night
Wasting time
Inbox is a ghost town

Frozen over
I thought I told you
And it's getting dark
Broken shoulders
Might not hold this

So I'll cross my heart
Hope to die
Still driving drunk on I-35
Tearing down satellites
Wishing on every fading
Light in the sky
I'm not fine

Cross my heart
Hope to find
A cure for the blind
Or maybe just a cigarette
If you go home tonight
Are you sharing your bed
Or maybe just a cigarette?

Frozen over
I thought I told you
And it's getting dark
Broken shoulders
Might not hold this

So I'll cross my heart
Hope to die
Still driving drunk on I-35
Tearing down satellites
Wishing on every fading
Light in the sky
I'm not fine