a winter paradise
Mile marker 203
The gas gauge leanin on the edge of E
I'll be danged if the rain ain't pourin down
Somethin smokin underneath the hood
Its bangin and clankin and it cant be good
Its another 50 miles to the nearest town
Id sure hate to break down here
Nothin up ahead or in the rearview mirror
Out in the middle of nowhere knowin
Im in trouble if these wheels stop rollin
God help me keep me movin somehow
Dont let me start wishin I was with him now
Ive made it this far without cryin a single tear
Id sure hate to break down here
Under fifty-thousand miles ago
Before the bad blood and busted radio
You said I was all youd ever need
Love is blind and little did I know
That you were just another dead-end road
They were pretty lies and broken dreams
Baby leavin you is easier than bein gone
I don't know what I'll do if one more thing goes wrong
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