Let the ghost out of the car
Turnpike headed north
Through the state where I was born
Got a standard issue heart
It stumbles but it starts
With it's own sense of direction
I don't know how I'm gonna shake this mess
I keep trying to out run it, but it's mine
And it has my return address
My return address
Let the ghost back in the car
Turnpike headed north
But it just makes me miss you more
My standard issue heart
Took a while to fall apart
With it's own sense of deflection
I don't know how I'm gonna shake this mess
I keep trying to out run it, but it's mine
And it has my return address
My return address
Let the ghost out of the car
Turnpike headed north
Through the state where I was born