The 'X' on your calendar
Is the day when your skies turn black
Hit the road weary traveler
Dedicated to the wheels never going off track
You say you want me need me never leave me
'Baby won't you please unpack!'
But the words that you say are the words that just may be the words that you can't take back

We're moving at an inevitable disaster
I can't stop it moving forward faster
I'm asking
Can you hold the wheel for a second now dear?
I just wanna make things clear
One cup of coffee and I'm on my way home
No brakes in the danger zone
And you know you don't mind
You know you don't mind no

Don't call me an amateur
Even though I never get it right
As we approach imminent damage
We both still sleep right through the night
You say you're done you leaving you've got your reasons
And you don't want to start a fight
But the words that you say are the words that just may be the words that can make it alright