I could count my value by the nickel
I could spend my only dollar just to park
But there's no space left beside you
Even if I ever find you
In this dusty field of old abandoned cars
I could love an old and battered engine
I could find a way to make her come alive
I would buy out every piston
I would find what she is missing
I'd sit quietly inside her as she died
I'm not ready for this
I'm not ready for this
You were half the reason that I came here
You were all the reason that I had to stay
Now with nothing left to move me
And nobody left to lose me
I'll take this exit and I'll go away
I'm not ready for this
No, I'm not ready for this
I'm not ready for this
No, I'm not ready for this
Woah
Oh no
Woah
Oh no
I could count my value by the nickel
I used to ask you where you wanted me to park
But tonight I'll just keep driving
To somewhere you're not arriving
There's no way I can reach you where you are
There's no way I can reach you where you are
There's no way I can reach you where you are