Read a flyer for a missing girl on the Waffle House door, and I don't think I want to be on the road anymore. I don't need this road trip to find out who I really am, cause I found out I love you and hate being out on the lamb. I love you more than Sam Kinnison love screaming into microphones. Wherever you go, I'm gonna follow, that's gonna be my home. And if you need to stay out here on the road to find out who you are. Then I'll be more than happy to let you keep on using my car. Just promise we'll stop eventually. And when we do, you're gonna love me.
Lyrics submitted by a scar in the sky