I Wanna Buy Your Truck

So many mornings of so many days

I'm just dreamin' out my window of going away

I dream of white lines, cigarette stops

Broken down shoulders, rusty old trucks

I wanna buy your truck

I don't like what I'm doing

I want to give it up

I want to do something else

I like the way that it shines

Hey, I'm really stuck

In this life of mine

I wanna buy your truck

And the dust devil drive shafts, the mirrored mirages

Broken silhouettes, falling down garages

Chrome grill reflections just out of the lights

On to the pavement, into the night

I wanna buy your truck

I don't like what I'm doing

I want to give it up

I want to do something else

I like the way that it shines

Hey, I'm really stuck

In this life of mine

I wanna buy your truck

When I get to the ocean

I'm going to drive right in

And when it stops

I'm going to get out and swim

I wanna buy your truck

I don't like what I'm doing

I want to give it up

I want to do something else

I like the way that it shines

Hey, I'm really stuck

In this life of mine

I wanna buy your truck

I like the way that it shines

Hey, I'm really stuck

In this life of mine

I wanna buy your truck