I ain't one to have a plan I ain't ever been the man I'll fold every single hand I don't know shit about cars Well I tend to drink a lot I tend to get real lost I learned nothin' from my pops I don't know shit about cars I bum one more cigarette The only spirit that I've met Runs straight through my head I don't know shit about cars I'm the last of my kind Isbell had it right I get lonely at night Fillin' up my dreams With steep gasoline Got up to five eighty-three I ain't scared of the dark I still break my own heart I don't know shit about cars Well, I ain't one to pick a fight I guess I'm never in the right I've fallen further than I'd likе I'm a lost cause at best I get sad whеn it rains Singin' songs out of my range Lose my voice on the stage I'm a lost cause at best I'm the last of my kind Isbell had it right I get lonely at night Fillin' up my dreams With steep gasoline Got up to five eighty-three I ain't scared of the dark I still break my own heart I don't know shit about cars I ain't one to have a plan I ain't ever been the man I'll fold every single hand Still don't know shit about cars