I'm tired of spinning my wheels
 I need to find a place where my heart can go to heal
 I need to get there pretty quick
 Hey mister what you got out on that lot you can sell me in a pinch

 Maybe one of them souped up muscle cars
 The kind that makes you think you're stronger than you are
 Color don't matter no I don't need leather seats
 All that really concerns me is

 Speed
 How fast will it go 
 Can it get me
 Over her quickly 
 Zero to sixty
 Can it [bad word] her memory
 Yeah, what I really need
 Is an open road
 And a whole lot of speed

 I'd like to trade in this old [bad word]  Cause it makes me think of her and that just slows me up
 See, it's the first place we made love where we used to sit and talk
 On the tailgate all night long but now she's gone
 And I need to move on
 So give me

 Speed
 How fast will it go 
 Can it get me
 Over her quickly 
 Zero to sixty
 Can it [bad word] her memory
 Yeah, what I really need
 Is an open road
 And a whole lot of speed

 Throw me them keys so I can put some miles between us
 Tear off that rearview mirror there's nothing left to see here
 Let me lean on that gas
 Oh she catches up fast
 So give me

 Speed
 How fast will it go 
 Can it get me
 Over her quickly 
 Zero to sixty
 Can it [bad word] her memory
 Yeah, what I really need
 Is an open road
 And a whole lot of speed

 That's what I need
 I'm tired of spinning my wheels
 I'm tired of spinning my wheels