She likes the feel of her car
She likes the smoke of the crowd
She likes the sound of her voice
She likes the radio loud

And on a night like this, she would not be found...

CHORUS
On her way, she's never comin' home tonight
On her way, if there's no one there to make it right

She takes a shower but knows that she will never be clean
The only thing she left was her voice on the answering machine

And not a day goes by that she would understand...

CHORUS

Maybe she takes it all from her family
As the problems multiply
There s a path to the road where she'll finally
Watch her world unwind
Wave goodbye (x4)

CHORUS (x2)