I packed up my two-door Ford, he don´t love me anymore I made a phone call home and now I´m on my way And I, cursed his name down sixty-five
Need new brakes, and need new tires And hell, I´m tired
Who´s it gonna be? We´re both leavin´ Tennessee Two years down the drain, two hundred thousand on the gauge A broken taillight, a broken heart, how´d we even get this far? I´m fightin´ back the tears runnin´ on E Who´s gonna break down first, this Mustang or me?
I stopped for gas and cigarettes Hoods blowin´ smoke, I´m smokin´ reds A stranger asked if I was okay Laughed it off said, "No, what gave it away? Was it the leaking oil or the lonely on my face?"
Who´s it gonna be? We´re both leavin´ Tennessee
Two years down the drain, two hundred thousand on the gauge A broken taillight, a broken heart, how´d we even get this far? I´m fighting back the tears runnin´ on E Who´s gonna break down first, this Mustang or me?
One hour to go, it´s gettin´ late I´m flyin´ down the interstate I thought that I was gonna make it home But I heard our song on the radio
Who´s it gonna be? I´d put all my money on me Two years down the drain, two hundred thousand on the gauge A broken taillight, a broken heart, how´d we even get this far? I´m fightin´ back the tears runnin´ on E
Who´s gonna break down first? Who´s gonna break down first, this Mustang or me?