[Verse 1]
Driving southbound
'Other Desert Towns’
Static cuts out
Caught in silence now

[Chorus]
I'm scared of what I'm thinking
Confused, headlights leaking

[Verse 2]
Through my fingers
Oozing muddy-red
Parts of pictures
Things I should have said

[Chorus]
Like air, but so much thicker
Is it even a love song if it’s called 'scabpicker?'