break down here

mile marker 203

the gas gauge leaning on the edge of e

i'll be danged if the rain ain't pouring down

something smoking underneath the hood

it's a-banging and a-clanging and it can't be good

it's another 50 miles to the nearest town

everything i own is in the back in a hefty bag

i'm outta cigarettes and i'm down to my last drag

i'd sure hate to break down here

nothing up ahead or in the rear-view mirror

out in the middle of nowhere

knowing

i'm in trouble if these wheels stop rolling

god help me keep me moving somehow

don't let me start wishing i was with him now

i've made it this far without crying a single tear

i'd sure hate to break down here

under fifty-thousand miles ago

before the bad blood and busted radio

you said i was all you'd ever need

love is blind and little did i know

that you were just another dead-end road

paved with pretty lies and broken dreams

baby leaving you is easier than being gone

i don't know what i'll do if one more thing goes wrong

it's too late to turn around

i'd sure hate to break down here

mile marker 215