"Fast car" is kind of a continuation of Bruce Springsteen's "Born to Run." It has all the clawing your way to a better life, but in this case the protagonist never makes it with her love; in fact she is dragged back down by him.
There is still an amazing amount of hope and will in the lyrics; and the lyrics themselve rank and easy five. If only music was stronger it would be one of those great radio songs that you hear once a week 20 years after it was released. The imagery is almost tear-jerking ("City lights lay out before us", "Speeds so fast felt like I was drunk"), and the idea of starting from nothing and just driving and working and denigrating yourself for a chance at being just above poverty, then losing in the end is just painful and inspiring at the same time.
I know you can't stand my wandering hands,
But how can I apologize, comply with my demands?
They're written on these pages, it's written on our faces.
I know you don't want this, but know that I need this more than I did before.
It's easy to see that it's hard to ignore your subtle hints.
I'm catching wind. How insincere are your finger prints?
So make me promises, girl, the kind I know you can't keep
And while I'm losing my mind, I hope you're home finding sleep.
But you and I both know that that's not the case
Because the look on your face gives all your secrets away.
Can we talk this over? At least just for tonight.
I asked myself one hundred times
Why did we even bother? Why did we even try?
But I miss you more than I did before.
I showed you my heart and you showed me the door.
Your subtle hints, I'm catching wind. How insincere are your finger prints?
So make me promises, girl, the kind I know you can't keep.
And while I'm losing my mind, I hope you're home finding sleep.
But you and I both know that that's not the case
Because the look on your face gives all your secrets away.
I've been waiting for a good time to decide whether I was wrong or right.
Are you getting sick of the ride because I'm driving you out of your mind?
I've been waiting for a good time to decide whether I was wrong or right.
Are you getting sick of the ride because I'm driving you out of your mind?
Girl, remember you're mine, girl.
So make me promises, girl, the kind I know you can't keep.
And while I'm losing my mind, I hope you're home finding sleep.
But you and I both know that that's not the case
Because the look on your face gives all your secrets away.
So make me promises, girl, the kind I know you can't keep.
And while I'm losing my mind, I hope you're home finding sleep.
But you and I both know that that's not the case
Because the look on your face gives all your secrets away.
But how can I apologize, comply with my demands?
They're written on these pages, it's written on our faces.
I know you don't want this, but know that I need this more than I did before.
It's easy to see that it's hard to ignore your subtle hints.
I'm catching wind. How insincere are your finger prints?
So make me promises, girl, the kind I know you can't keep
And while I'm losing my mind, I hope you're home finding sleep.
But you and I both know that that's not the case
Because the look on your face gives all your secrets away.
Can we talk this over? At least just for tonight.
I asked myself one hundred times
Why did we even bother? Why did we even try?
But I miss you more than I did before.
I showed you my heart and you showed me the door.
Your subtle hints, I'm catching wind. How insincere are your finger prints?
So make me promises, girl, the kind I know you can't keep.
And while I'm losing my mind, I hope you're home finding sleep.
But you and I both know that that's not the case
Because the look on your face gives all your secrets away.
I've been waiting for a good time to decide whether I was wrong or right.
Are you getting sick of the ride because I'm driving you out of your mind?
I've been waiting for a good time to decide whether I was wrong or right.
Are you getting sick of the ride because I'm driving you out of your mind?
Girl, remember you're mine, girl.
So make me promises, girl, the kind I know you can't keep.
And while I'm losing my mind, I hope you're home finding sleep.
But you and I both know that that's not the case
Because the look on your face gives all your secrets away.
So make me promises, girl, the kind I know you can't keep.
And while I'm losing my mind, I hope you're home finding sleep.
But you and I both know that that's not the case
Because the look on your face gives all your secrets away.
Lyrics submitted by jamiedanbradshaw
One Hundred Times Lyrics as written by David Bermosk Colin Ross
Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
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