Take me to the bridge under the pines
Between the billboards and the power lines
In the late night fog, your silence feels so wrong
Your affection is gone, I know the deal

So drive away and let it die
So drive away and let it die

The highway, twenty-seven lines
Are drifting in my eyes
There is no shelter in your arms
The highway, twenty-seven lines
Are drifting in my eyes
Now drive away and let it die

The rain on the sunroof of the GMC
And the waving dance of a Mai Tai magic tree
The shoulder blades locked to the leather seat
I'm lost and confused, this love is a counterfeit

So drive away and let it die
So drive away and let it die

The highway, twenty-seven lines
Are drifting in my eyes
There is no shelter in your arms
The highway, twenty-seven lines
Are drifting in my eyes
Just drive away and let it die

The highway, twenty-seven lines
Are drifting in my eyes
There is no shelter in your arms
The highway, twenty-seven lines
Are drifting in my eyes
Just drive away and let it die

Copyright: DOMINO PUBLISHING COMPANY
Writer(s): Allyson Ezell, Ryan Lott, Yoann Lemoine