Living in my truck again
Feeling’s not setting in, oh no.
Found a yard yeah I found a friend
Found a place I can leave my bed for now.
You’re dealing with a broken heart
A place you’ve been at since the start, oh no
You’re looking for a bug to catch
Looking for something to latch onto.
You spent some time out on the road
Said that you were never coming home.
But the nights they got too long.
You moved back in and now you feel so wrong.
It all felt wrong.
So what when my truck breaks down?
Do I stay or do I skip to other towns?
Living in my truck again.