I Go

Ninety miles an hour racin' down a dead-end road

I wonder if I'll make it out alive

Leanin' heavy on the throttle lettin' nothin' slow me down

The wind is cuttin' through me like a knife

And I go, knowin' well that I might crash

I go, runnin' from the past

Faded blinds are drawn in a run-down cheap hotel

I'm restless and my eyes are open wide

I pay a lover by the hour, make-believe I'll be alright

I'm tangled up in lust and dirty lies

And I go, knowin' well that I might crash

I go, runnin' from the past

She slams the door behind her as I struggle to my feet

Lookin' for a cigarette to light

Lord, why am I so broken? Can You find some good in me?

Help me turn this thing around before I die

And I go, knowin' well that I might crash

I go, runnin' from the past

And I go, knowin' well that I might crash

I go, runnin' from the past