The Missionary Position - Consequences (2012)

White Knuckles

Endless fence posts grey and dry

Miles of barbed wire passing by

I’ve seen your face in the unforgiving sky

I fell in love and learned to lie

I slid the key under your door

Cause I can’t take it anymore

I pushed the peddle to the floor

I listened to the engine roar

There is no reason to turn back

I’m Cassidy I’m Kerouac

Over these white knuckles

The Road keeps going

It was a head on collision

I was looking for a two-way street

I had to make a decision

I chose the lonely miles on the wet concrete

I slid the key under your door

Cause I can’t fake it anymore

I pushed the peddle to the floor

I listened to the engine roar

I’ll find my freedom in the back

Of a long black Cadillac

Over these white knuckles

The Road keeps going