my old cars

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everyone i ever owned, except the one i'm driving now, been stripped down to the bare bone and sent outta town, there's a mustang and a gto, bloody seats, and caved in grill, there's a scar on my forehead, for every busted windshield, my old cars, they haunt me still, 'cause i droven every one of 'em over the edge, it's a wonder i wasn't killed, my old cars, rise up from the wheel, i wish to hell and back was far enough, to outrun, your memory, i drive by that junkyard, count the times you broke my heart, watchin' jack play with a socket wrench, drinkin' beer and yankin' parts, i can count these broken bones, cause broken bone will heal, but i can't stand to count the times you said i love you, ain't no big deal, my old cars, they haunt me still, 'cause i droven every one of 'em over the edge, it's a wonder i wasn't killed, my old cars, rise up from the wheel, i wish to hell and back was far enough, to outrun, your memory, last week i bought a 442, black as ace of spades, i sold my half of grandpa's land, bes he's rollin' is his grave, my friends say i'll get over you, but my friends they just don't know, gonna take her out on a 41, see how fast she can go, my old cars, they haunt me still, 'cause i droven every one of 'em over the edge, it's a wonder i wasn't killed, my old cars, rise up from the wheel, i wish to hell and back was far enough, to outrun, your memory, i wish to hell and back was far enough, to outrun, your memory