verse 1
He's down a dead end road and he don't know where His right front tire could sure use some air
Up around the bend just a two-pump place He pulls in to get his bearings straight
verse 2
He thumbs back through his life the pages cut just like a knife
One by one he tears them out How he got so lost he really don't know how
In a nowhere town with a nowhere name he's nowhere closer to where he came from
Dead sure no one's to blame He's just off the map again
verse 3
It starts to rain, he's going to wait it out Going to rest his eyes, going to face his doubts
He pours a drink into a paper cup He goes to sleep and he don't wake up
Chorus x 2