"68" lyrics

Lighting up cigarettes in the seventh grade
That's what my mother taught me
As she was falling asleep driving down 68
I drove just to get us back safe
Wishing hard that I could escape

Tripping down all the steps of the local school bus
Wishing I didn't have to go home
Oven was heating the house if our electric was on
I hope dad left money for us
'Cause three days and I haven't had much

And I'm tired of being nice
I just don't have it inside me
I can't take much more shit from you
And I have cut you out of my life
You love me when you need a high
I'm done spending my money on you

Oh, and if dad was off then boy we were gone
Just driving around and listening to tunes
'Cause we had peace of mind if she couldn't find us
We were all constantly on the move
My whole life I've been running from you, oh yeah

And I'm tired of being nice
I just don't have it inside me
I can't take much more shit from you
And I have cut you out of my life
You love me when you need a high
I'm done spending my money on you
Yeah I'm done now and I'm through with you
Oh and I'm through with you, yeah

And I'm tired of being nice
I just don't have it inside me
I can't take much more shit from you
And I have cut you out of my life
You love me when you need a high
I'm done spending my money on you
'Cause I'm through with you
Yeah and I'm through with you