Seven days on the road
With no particular direction
Guess I'll keep moving Westward - Ho
I'm thinking maybe I'll drive this car until I
Hit the ocean or I hit a bar
What keeps me moving forward, I don't know
There's so much more to you
Than I could ever hope to see through
So I'll just lay my pistols down on your table
When I came here I had something to say
But I ended up walking away
When I realized I was not willing or able
They told me you've been crying
Over the things I did
It breaks my heart to picture you that way
I wouldn't waste a tear on me
If I were you I'd just break free
And point that "motor-mascot" Westward-Ho