Truck Stop Love

I’d be lying if I said I wanted you to figure me out
And I don’t think you ever could
because I don’t even know who I am
I don’t know if I’m happy or sad
If I’m more like my mom or my dad

Never moving any specific direction but forward
I can’t stand to watch myself back
To see what I could have done better, where I messed up
Let’s just move forward, it’s in past
It already tortures me
It’s the thing I think about when I lie in bed
It’s the very last

I think you think it’s all about me
Why bother to prove you wrong since you know me so well?
It is all about me
I’m bored of you
You bore me
Me me me
Until there’s
you

You say I confuse you
But I can’t help it
Because I don’t know
what I like and how I feel
Please don’t make this a big deal
Can’t we please just keep doing this?
Because I need you but
I just can’t commit

Because one day you’ll leave
like all the others I meet
Easy come, easy go
Why am I a truck stop to Vegas
or the Cape or Europe
wherever you meet the girls
with the straight hair and the clothes that fit
Why aren’t I the ride along?
Because every time you come and you go
you get to be somewhere else
But I’m always here
At a truck stop along the way

Where the guys are all the same
They come for a pump or some change
But I’m running out of gas
No repeat customers
Not the regular,
The plus,
or the premium
Lord knows if I go diesel
Nobody will come asking for change

The men who ask for change
Although carrying tales of hope
Come seeking something else
Not me for what I have,
but me for what I don’t
I don’t have the manners and the patience
To deal with your hesitations
When you realize what I’m about

Because when you ask for change
you come in with a bill
and you leave with more
And somehow I’ve given away all my sense
Poor and deserted
at a truck stop along the way

And I can’t change
Not how you want me to
Because it’s always been just me
Picking up the messes you leave behind
So this is what we have become
This is how we stay in business
This is how we keep afloat
After 21 years of service
This is what love looks like
Along the way