Smells Like Leaving

Interstate dragging on, Lanes for days I was wrong When I said I could take the heat. All the stop signs The dotted lines The days and hours intertwined My tail numb on the seat. The blink and dash The petty cash The cigarette that's burned to ash - Smells like leaving. Sunset in the rearview Wanna call you Wanna hear you Wanna send you a picture of the sky. But there's stop signs and dotted lines There's days and hours to remind me Of all the reasons why The fuel light flash The mercy dash The narrowly avoided crash The trickle of unleaded gas The cigarette that's burned to ash Smells like leaving, Smells like leaving, Smells like leaving. Interstate dragging on, Lanes for days I was wrong When I said I could take the heat.