Dashboard Confessions

I talk to no one, Just the dash. The amber light, the engine's crash. I tell the road what I won't say To anyone who'd walk away. Dashboard confessions late at night. Whispered low in the fading light. No one's listening but the wheel. And the highway knows just how I feel. I count my sins in miles per hour. Confess them all before the shower Of morning light that breaks the dark And erases every mark. Dashboard confessions late at night. Whispered low in the fading light. No one's listening but the wheel. And the highway knows just how I feel.