Tom Van Nuenen - What of It Lyrics

We bought a car with the paint peeling off
Barely got it moving
Always picking fights over left or right
Never really choosing
But buckled up tightly

Are you still bothered by the button on your coat?
Does it stay in place?
The more you fade away, the more I get lost
With no one else to blame

Running on fumes but covering the distance
I don't think anyone can tell the difference
I don't know which direction's best
There's so many miles left

Now I ride around with a big stereo
Covers up the crying
Turn it up so loud I cannot tell the speed
Or if the engine's dying

So many signs that I don't know what to do
So many routes that I don't know what to do
So many exits that I don't know what to do
So many hours that I don't know what to do
So many stops that I don't know what to do
So many buttons that I don't know what to do