Original lyrics
ENDashboard light
Tiny orange Moon
Been three months
Maybe more than June
Coffee cups
Rattling at my feet
Old receipts
And a backseat beach
I keep saying: I'll go Friday
Then Friday slides away
Miles keep piling
Engine sighing
Still I drive all day
My life's an overdue oil change
Running on it's fine
Little warning on the inside
Blinking in my mind
Sticker on the glass
Faded
Peeling slow
Handwriting from some stranger
Telling me to go
I turn the music louder
Let the thought dissolve
Like every small problem
I forget to solve
I keep saying: I'll go Friday
Then Friday slides away
Miles keep piling
Engine sighing
Still I drive all day
My life's an overdue oil change
Running on it's fine
Little warning on the inside
Blinking in my mind