Every skateboard I've had I cracked in half
My cut up chin is proof of that
And I crashed my first car, an Oldsmobile
I turned that thing to junkyard steel
College degrees, apologies and credit card debt
Yeah I'm running out of things to wreck
I got nieces and nephews I don't call enough
Wide open doors I've painted shut
'Cause my intentions and my vices they don't get along
When they're both being shot from the same gun
My family name, my favorite jeans I tear 'em all to shreds
Yeah I'm running out of things to wreck
I bring it all on myself I know
Every choice I make is another long and winding road
Only one thing is clear the farther that I get
I'm running out of things to wreck
The promise that I made to my ex wife
Any second chance of a next life
Best friends and good love I let turn to rust
My momma's heart, my daddy's trust
Two anchors in this pile of regret
Yeah I'm running out of things to wreck
I bring it all on myself I know
Every choice I make is another long and winding road
Only one thing is clear the farther that I get
I'm running out of things to wreck
I brought it all on myself I know
Every choice I make is another long and winding road
If I ever get to heaven when life ain't such a threat
Yeah I might just run out of things to wreck
Oh maybe then I'll run out of things to wreck