Kill The Headlights - Nicole Atkins

I always pick all the wrong things to say

I left last night in utter disarray

If I held your hand

And swore that I’ll never do this again

And gave my best try

Don’t pull over just kill the headlights

You turn around and say don’t go away

But I know you and you are bound to stray

It’s a foul of men

They swear that they’ll never hurt you again

Then give their best shots

Don’t pull over just kill the headlights

'Cause if you feel strange hit the road

'Cause people who are afraid don’t make good bedfellows

So please understand

My heart you won’t have it again

So just don’t try

Don’t pull over, just kill the headlights

You seem surprised

That I’m leaving

One bit of some good love

And I am gone