Tonight I feel ambitious and so does my foot as it sinks on the pedal

I press it to the floor

I don't need a girl don't need a friend cause my friend lonesome's unconditional

We're flying forever bored

And for a moment I love everything that I see and think and feel

I love my broken side view mirror

Cause it's so perfect I'm so perfect you're so perfect you're not here

I hear the change in gears

My pile shakes as I hit eighty on the open road

This is an open road song

The night is beckoning although I have nowhere to go but home

Feels good to be alone

With every turn comes a new frame of mind if I could frame my mind

Where would it hang?

My pile shakes as I hit eighty on the open road

My pile shakes as I hit eighty on the open road

My pile shakes as I hit eighty on the open road

This is an open road song

I crack a window and feel the cool air cleanse my every pore

As I pour my poor heart out

To a radio song that's patient and willing to listen

My volume drowns it out

But that's O.K.

Cause I sound better than him anyway any day yeah my voice is sweet as salt

I search for comfort and I find it where I've found it many times before

Times before can be forgotten

My pile shakes as I hit eighty on the open road

My pile shakes as I hit eighty on the open road

My pile shakes as I hit eighty on the open road

This is an open road song