[Verse 1]
Filling station parking lot, it was three in the morning
Six hours to get my friends to court
Only doing right 'cause it was something to do
And I never felt lost 'till I found you
[Chorus 1]
It was a tired fingers on a cold trigger
I shot the car full of gasoline
Looked over my cold shoulders
I saw a face staring back at me
And there in the store-front light
She was a tangled mess of red and white
Independence leaked down from her eyes
[Verse 2]
Well the clerk came out with the fuzz on the phone
I said "Don't you worry ma'am, I'll take her on"
I thought I could take her on
But the truck stop came up just a little too fast
So Ian took the wheel and I moved to the back
And we we're jammin'
We we're jammin' all the way to the coast
[Chorus 2]
It was a tired fingers on a cold trigger
I shot the car full of gasoline
Looked over my cold shoulders
I saw a face staring back at me
And there in the store-front light
She was a tangled mess of red and white
Independence leaked down from her eyes
[Chorus 3]
It was a tired fingers on a cold trigger
I shot the car full of gasoline
Looked over my cold shoulders
I saw a face staring back at me
And there in the store-front light
She was a tangled mess of red and white
Independence shown in her eyes
Independence shown in her eyes