You start the car, and I'll pack the sandwiches Maybe we'll miss the rain The side of the road, the edge of tomorrow Trading spots again I'm still infatuated I'm feeling obligated My mind's a million miles away, I'm sorry The day starts at 2:00, and the worst part Is that I'm pretending that I'm feeling half alive I think I sold my name Driving down the interstate alone With a ghost I'm naming after you You blame your mother, and I'll blame California For being too damn bright Gunning the car, home for The Winter Rush And seven months of sleep I miss the nightly readouts of all the things we spewed out I sold my memory just to buy us coffee The day starts at 2:00, and the worst part Is that I'm pretending that I'm feeling half alive I think I sold my name Driving down the interstate alone With a ghost I'm naming after you Driving down the interstate alone With a ghost I'm naming after you I started to want things, I held them up high I got it, I flaunted, it left me uptight If I say it, I mean it, I'll speak it outright I'll take it, I'll save it, I'll make it all mine Somewhere, it's out there, and I will hold it closer I swear Somewhere, you're out there, and I will hold you closer I swear