The graffiti over 309 used to say things that I could romanticize Like "I'll always love you Katie" or "Bernard Herman lives" or maybe "loves" I could never quite decipher or decide But now the overpa** says things like "DRAT" And I'm not sure what to make of it I watch the highway lines unwind Thought about where I could go and who I would leave behind I stayed anchored here Cause only I could find a way to make a year I hated seem nostalgic I can't say goodbye And I've been having car crash dreams Not sure if they mean anything But it keeps me out of the driver's seat I remember me at eighteen Naked in your parents' basement Young and careless Watching you blow smoke rings And I remember me at eighteen You sat stoic in front of me A portrait of who we'd someday be Me versus the highway Me versus the highway Me versus the highway Me versus the highway And I'll say the best years may still be ahead of me I remember me at eighteen Naked in your parents' basement Young and careless Watching you blow smoke rings And I remember me at eighteen You sat stoic in front me A portrait of who we'd someday be