R.I.P. to the 93 Jetta Wish I wasn’t lying saying I never felt better I’m not sure where you are But I thought you’d wanna know And It’s strange never thought I’d have to miss you Didn’t think you’d leave after all the shit we’ve been through Is it still moving on if one of us never left
Hey Ashley what happened I guess we never caught up but back then We didn’t care could be anywhere Flying down the back road Cigarette smoke in the summer air Hey Ashley remember We had it all planned out December We’d drive south till we hit some town With a decent dive and where the sun stays out all year
Last year at the bar at Deacon Brodies You said you were sad, I said I was sorry I still don’t know what that was But I hope your better now And I thought we had something to hold on to The kind of love someone could write a song to Now I’m here with a gin while a band plays Heart-Shaped Box
Hey Ashley what happened I guess we never caught up but back then We didn’t care we’d be anywhere Flying down the back road Cigarette smoke in the summer air Hey Ashley remember We had it all planned out December We’d drive south till we hit some town With a decent dive and where the sun stays out all year