Tonight I feel ambitious and so does my foot as it sinks on the pedal
I press it to the floor
I don't need a girl, don't need a friend
Cause my friend lonesome's unconditional
We're flying forever bored
And for a moment I love everything I see and think and feel
I love my broken side view mirror
Cause it's so perfect, I'm so perfect, you're so perfect, you're not here
I hear the change in gears

My pile shakes as I hit eighty on the open road
This is an open road song

The night is beckoning although I have nowhere to go but home
Feels good to be alone
With every turn comes a new frame of mind, if I could frame my mind where would it hang

My pile shakes as I hit eighty on the open road
My pile shakes as I hit eighty on the open road
My pile shakes as I hit eighty on the open road
This is an open road song

I crack a window and feel the cool air cleanse my every pore
As I pour my poor heart out
To a radio song that's patient and willing to listen
My volume drowns it out
Yeah but that's O.K. cause I sound better than him anyway any day
Yeah my voice is sweet as salt
I search for comfort and I find it where I've found it many times before
Times before can be forgotten, yeah


My pile shakes as I hit eighty on the open road
My pile shakes as I hit eighty on the open road
My pile shakes as I hit eighty on the open road
This is an open road song