Sans titre

[Verse 1]
Crumbs on the seats
Coffee in a paper cup
Map folded wrong
But nobody's looking it up

Windows down wide
Hair whipping in the wind
Someone starts to sing off-key
We all just jump right in (oh yeah)

[Chorus]
Miles on the dashboard
Stories on our tongues
Laughing 'til the tears come
Lungs all full of sun
Every wrong turn feels like it was meant to be
Got my favorite people riding right in front of me
If the world falls apart
Let it fall where it may
We got miles on the dashboard today

[Verse 2]
Polaroids taped
To the cracked old mirror
Snack wrappers rustle
As the next town gets nearer

Shouting out names
Of clouds up in the blue
Passing by fields and trains
Like they’re waving back too (hey!)

[Chorus]
Miles on the dashboard
Stories on our tongues
Laughing 'til the tears come
Lungs all full of sun
Every wrong turn feels like it was meant to be
Got my favorite people riding right in front of me
If the world falls apart
Let it fall where it may
We got miles on the dashboard today

[Bridge]
No one checking their phone
Just arguing over a song
This rusted little ride
Feels like where we belong

[Chorus]
Miles on the dashboard
Stories on our tongues
Laughing 'til the tears come
Lungs all full of sun
Every wrong turn feels like it was meant to be
Got my favorite people riding right in front of me
If the world falls apart
Let it fall where it may
We got miles on the dashboard
Yeah
We got miles on the dashboard today