I'm tired of spinning my wheels
I need to find a place where my heart can go to heal
I need to get there pretty quick
Hey mister what you got out on that lot you can sell me in a pinch
Maybe one of them souped up muscle cars
The kind that makes you think you're stronger than you are
Color don't matter no I don't need leather seats
All that really concerns me is
Spe--ed, how fast will it go, can it get me
Over her quickly, zero to sixty
Can it outrun her memor---y, yeah what I really need
Is an open road
And a whole lot of speed
I'd like to trade in this old truck
Cause it makes me think of her and that just slows me up
See, it's the first place we made love where we used to sit and
Talk on the tailgate all night long but now she's gone (no chord)And I need to move on, so give me
Spe--ed, how fast will it go, can it get me
Over her quickly, zero to sixty
Can it outrun her memor---y, yeah what I really need
Is an open road
(one strum)And a whole lot of speed
(one strum)Throw me them keys so I can put some miles between us
Let me lean on that gas, oh she catches up fast, so give meR
That's what I need
I'm tired of spinning my wheels
I'm tired of spinning my wheels