Well I filled up on diesel 'Bout two hours east of El Paso Over the road With a drop-and-hook load out of Tulsa There's a scratch off ticket Sitting next to your picture We always joked you'd take all of the winnings Run off in the night And take to the skies Leave me down here in between Wearing out these wings Mile after mile Flying right into the wind Two pawn shop rings And your innocent smile That I don't have the strength to forget I'm just spinning these wheels Riding that line Don't give a damn where it leads I'm just wearing out these wings I dropped in on a friend Off Interstate 10 in Fort Stockton She keeps plenty of company But I like that she's someone to talk to She always remembers And asks if I miss you I ain't sure what I say But Lord, how could I tell her 'Bout the years that we had I can't ever get back I just roll till I can't feel a thing Wearing out these wings Mile after mile Flying right into the wind Two pawn shop rings And your innocent smile That I don't have the strength to forget I'm just spinning these wheels Riding that line Don't give a damn where it leads I'm just wearing out these wings Just wearing out these wings Just wearing out these wings