Текст песни Outlook - The Front Bottoms

Young, American mechanic
Turns his back on blood and spreads open his chest
There's no point in being high and mighty
Broken down on the side of the highway

You followed your path and it led you here
Now, you do your work in a neighbor's driveway
Picture's still hanging from her rearview mirror
Distracted by a past so far behind

You've got the power to drive around here a hundred miles an hour
And I'm not impressed anymore, or any less
And that feels good, mark that down
That feels good, right there, like that, let's mark that down

Usually, we'd have to go down to Georgia
It's unexpected, though, so we take care of it up here
You know that I would go anywhere for you
If I got the news no one wants to hear

It breaks me up thinking back to last Wednesday
It breaks me up thinking that's how it goes
Will this be the last time it happens?
Close your eyes, no one knows

What I meant to happen on your birthday
Offering shelter from the attack
I believe once you go to the doctor's
There is no going back

You've got the power to drive around here a hundred miles an hour
And I'm not impressed anymore, or any less
And that feels good, mark that down
That feels good, right there, like that
Let's mark that down

That feels good, mark that down
That feels good, right there, like that
Let's mark that down
That feels good, let's mark that down
That feels good, right there, like that
Let's mark that down

Same old story, so distracted
And I drove right past the exit
Circled back to learn a lesson
And I still got a couple questions

In my heart, there's a hole
And I fill it up with smoke
I got no control, just get old
And I watch it take its toll