Wasn’t supposed to go this way
When I met you yesterday
Didn’t need you next to me
Am I the kind that you expected me to be
It’s getting a little warm
Crack the window please
I’ll pump the gas if you run inside
Grab a couple tall boys and a honeypie
Yesterday is far away
And tomorrow you’ll be gone
It wasn’t supposed to go this way
Sweet, sweet, sweet, sweet Thursday
Ten million people, maybe more
Out on the highway in a dusty storm
Two lonesome losers in a stolen dream
Headed straight for nowhere in a suicide machine
If you see you the lights flashing
Push the pedal down
Over the border they can’t get us there
Between the two of us, we’ll make it if we share
Yesterday is far away
And tomorrow you’ll be gone
It wasn’t supposed to go this way
Sweet, sweet, sweet, sweet Thursday
