Fifty miles from the nearest truck stop
I'm alone here in my car
So fuckin' quiet u can here a pin drop
Sympathetic that's what u are
I'm alone and I'm angry
The coffee tastes like engine oil
I'm so fucking tired of saying sorry
I've hade enough to make me boil

Simply, ill be far away
So u won't be able to shout
Simply, ill get on the road for a day
Will I be back? I doubt...

Melancholy is my existence
A system within my mind
To u they'll be no resistants
A credit for my kind
All I care about now is the high way
My car is racing down
All I have left is my way
No need to frown

Simply, ill be far away...
Cold Turkey won't be so taboo
As I finish my fifteenth smoke
I would smile if I remembered how to
But it seams more valiant to crock

Simply, ill be far away...