High Mileage

High Mileage

Green eyes, red hair
don't you, don't you dare
go break my heart again, not again
But if you shoot up
I swear that would be enough
to crack the crank-case
on my personal engine

Small life, big dreams
living beyond your means
it's enough to break you,
especially after all
the shit you been through
But if you give up
I swear that would be enough
to make me hate you
because life isn't win or lose

Jeff plays Farrar on the stereo
I wonder how far I would go
It's a sad song and I think of you
these feelings after date number two

Green eyes, red hair
don't you, don't you dare
go break my heart again, not again

And this has been
the strangest week of my life

One girl leaves me then I meet you
Life's done a number all over you
and your years they are high mileage
but I think I have some answers for you

Quillan Roe: Guitar, Vocal
Mike Brady: Bass
Jeff Tranberry: Mandolin
Dan Gerber: Tide Bottle