Big Black Car -By Amy Court


I’m gonna come back in a big black car
And maybe I won’t stop for no one
Gonna run the reds and ditch the blues
And be so steadfast and alone
I won’t be sidetracked by the twisted streets of love
I won’t get snared, won’t hang around there long enough
I’m gonna come back in a big black car
And maybe I won’t stop for you

Gonna get in my car
And run it so fast
I’ve taken the long shot for the last time

I’m gonna learn from my mistakes
And maybe I won’t wait for no one
I’ll hear the rain against the glass
And I won’t ask you where you been
And maybe I won’t think to leave the light on after dark
Morning at the sink I’ll find I haven’t come apart
I’m gonna learn from my mistakes and maybe I won’t wait for you

Nothing wagered, nothing lost
Bridges burned before they’re crossed
No more chances to exhaust
No one’s photograph nearby
No borrowed coat to keep me dry
No one’s heart to compromise
No one’s footsteps in the hall
No one’s arms in which to fall
Not a trace of you at all
No one calling late at night
Hurry home, are you alright
No one’s body next to mine

Gonna get in my car
And run it so fast
I’ve taken the long shot for the last time

I’m gonna come back in a big black car
And maybe I won’t stop for no one
And maybe I’ll convince myself I never needed you
A hundred thousand mantras have a chance of coming true

No one’s footsteps in the hall
No one’s arms in which to fall
Not a trace of you at all
No one calling late at night
Hurry home, are you alright
No one’s body next to mine

Gonna get in my car
And run it so fast
I’ve taken the long shot for the last time

I’m gonna come back in a big black car
I’m gonna come back in a big black car
I’m gonna come back in a big black car
I’m gonna come back in a big black car
And I won’t stop for you