Rust on the Radio

[Verse 1]
Beat up truck in the Walmart lot
Headlights cracked
But it still runs hot
Front seat full of empty cups and dust
Dashboard saints
But I lost my trust
[Pre-Chorus]
You said I’d never leave this town
Guess you were right
I’m still around
Same old road
But it ain’t the same
Got your ghost riding shotgun
Saying my name
[Chorus]
This old beat up truck knows all my secrets
Every late night prayer
Every “don’t you leave yet”
Still smell your perfume in the torn-up seats
Sang our hearts out
Out of key
If moving on’s just driving in circles
Burning cheap gas
Chasing purple
Skies that fade like we did
Slow and rough
Then I’m still in love
With you and this beat up truck
[Verse 2]
Radio stuck on some static station
I hum along like a habit I’m chasing
Quarter tank left
But I keep on driving
Past your road
Like I’m almost surviving
[Pre-Chorus]
Friends say I should trade this heap
As if new paint could fix what’s deep
But every dent’s a line from our old song
If I let it go
You’re really gone
[Chorus]
This old beat up truck knows all my secrets
Every late night prayer
Every “don’t you leave yet”
Still smell your perfume in the torn-up seats
Sang our hearts out
Out of key
If moving on’s just driving in circles
Burning cheap gas
Chasing purple
Skies that fade like we did
Slow and rough
Then I’m still in love
With you and this beat up truck
[Bridge]
Maybe I’ll make it past the county sign (woah)
Kill the engine
Leave it all behind
Or maybe I’ll just sit here
Let it idle and rust
’Cause letting go of you
Feels like letting go of us
[Chorus]
This old beat up truck knows all my secrets
Every late night prayer
Every “don’t you leave yet”
Still smell your perfume in the torn-up seats
Sang our hearts out
Out of key
If moving on’s just driving in circles
Burning cheap gas
Chasing purple
Skies that fade like we did
Slow and rough
Then I’m still in love
Yeah
I’m still in love
With you and this beat up truck

rock, Late 90s alt-country meets modern pop-country: twangy electric guitars and overdriven power chords over a glossy, melodic low-end. Male vocals—intimate on the verses, exploding into an anthemic singalong chorus with stacked harmonies and crowd-chant gang vocals. Big, punchy drums, wide ambient pads under the hook, and a soaring solo guitar break after the second chorus., moody, electric, alternative country, male vocals, country rock, pop, country