Lyrics

[Introduction (Speaking)] I'm not tryin' to depress anyone on a Thursday night, but this is a song called "'68 Fastback" Hope you guys don't hate it Thank you so much Tulsa for being here I love each and every one of you [Instrumental Interlude] [Verse] Well, take my soul, take my heart Won't you tear me apart? If I'm good for anything, it's all of this suffering So use me for parts To you, I'm just salvage I ain't ran right in years So drive me, then gut me, deceive and fuck me Then disappear Well, take all my jokes Won't you tell them to them? And act like you'rе someone that could be somеone Worth loving And steal all the good parts You found in me Yeah, you'll sell 'em quick, ah, you'll sell 'em cheap Hell, you'll give 'em for free But I cleaned all my pistons I'm running on 91 And I'm piecing myself back off the shelf One by one And now I am the driver And I'm choosing the high road They don't use me for scraps or throw my ass back When I hit potholes [Chorus] And I'm flying down freeways Going 117 And a '68 Fastback looks like a hatchback Racing me [Bridge] And I believe You cannot tear down what's built up strong now Thankfully Oh, I believe That you cannot tear down what's built up strong now Thankfully I believe You cannot tear down what's built up strong now Thankfully Oh, I believe That you cannot tear down what's built up strong now Thankfully [Instrumental Interlude] [Chorus] And I'm flying down freeways Going 117 And a '68 Fastback looks like a hatchback Next to me